in a case of force majeure how to keep his life in order, how to fight against the pace of its boulverser specifically held for years, no preparing for the arrival of the improbable, not staged the break, one is probably driven by a harmony usual frustration and pent, happiness is built on the dry sand, it does not know that the wave is coming, not any, the wave that carries everything in its path, although stronger than the waves every day, it comes from afar, some call it destiny that comes from the depths of time, one might predict what will happen by looking far into the past, but the problem is that even a telescope can not see the source of my being, it can dive deep into the cosmos in search of stars that send old light millions of years, but the device can not get to the heart of my being, a place wonderful that is not on X-rays, a mysterious place that allows humans to live, in fact without the soul, how could we love or even to travel to reach the loved one, it takes a great effort to moving a body in the right direction, then we can stand up and sing