I will never confuse me with the most monetary stories of adventure, I am only a single copy that is not for sale, if I try something, it's the happiness that eludes me, I see in the distance, but not worth coming closer, it escapes as a thief, he will not bother to seek the mystery of creation, the human is full of its existence, it must contain the emotion to realize that everything goes through the entrance, a small door compared to the size of the house, then it is a story without beginning or end where everyone plays a role that staff can share with other situations steal the feathers, the body will kill with hatred, humiliation, small reaction, no greatness of soul, he must wait for death to have a stature devoid of immediate pleasure, which humans can wait fifty years for have the fruits of his labor, it is only fools who do not see the time passing, all the others look at the watch, it's early, more worth the wait, it darkens in the heap, like animals that release of the compound, no joint, each for itself, it crushes everything that exceeds the highest head wins dirty money, more people are rich over the poor are poverty, revolutions do not change