Yesterday is over, this is not a reason to hope that tomorrow brings a solution to the problem, if it is, he must look in a direction which allows to forget at times that the system is completely safe novelty, the ritual is immutable, each day goes within hours, it is impossible to get through the moment, all organized without being willing to limit the mourning, but before I picked this which comes within my reach, a day will come, but I do not know which, that day, I'm finally I'm able to really show the full extent of my limited action simply because of unavoidable lack explanatory everything is, nothing is going to know where the middle, some that never moves, the dream of Icarus melts in the sun, a problem of hot wax that removes hair, bare legs not resemble the animal we were at the minimum life, now we can but we do know more, this knowledge of the ancients before the rational explanation, common sense inherited a long tradition without breaking the modern broken, as a child who can not yet caress to win, you throw all the garbage to get rid of old worn-out ideas, new crushes everything must go forward, nothing will exist,