to reflect reality better not count on the approximate balance of personal feelings that give a limited view of the concrete, then how to achieve a target goal, we must believe that above it a head is a beacon that illuminates the inner being, it's true for everyone, without this light we become mad and turn round to see if two equals one, the being of light that enables to reach an island in the middle of a strawberry jam, I was aware of this transformation, and yet I remain convinced that the problem has not even the most clear, that is why I want know the background before the form, a direct descent into the depths of the supernatural existence, it floats in the unknown, the brain is so big that no one knows where to go, the further I go the more I like, I leave discusses the reason for being wrong, love does not ask anything, he expects that the fair takes place, then we can begin the moment before the moment is good, I'm sure, but how to translate it into recognizable emotions, I look the way it should have a well, all this might not be sufficient in itself, a trance updated every second provides access to a corridor at the far end of the corridor there is a green door, advance, advance, someone opened the door and I wake up