why even do the same thing every morning, we get up, we dress, we go out, but what a show rehearsal, send the word end in eternity, what about this program, unlike the projects of the living, moving to death is not desired, is not prepared, is not appreciated by the survivors, but perhaps the death that finally leaves its envelope without a stamp, that's easy to say, I'm bored to live when I know what awaits me in immortality, to become a floating spirit also a dream for a human used to juggle his drives easy and terrible, all because of the body that finds no peace Otherwise deeply asleep, it is the constant struggle to stay in balance, strenuous exercise, it would stand still without thinking, just a body and it misses the emotion that overwhelms the dike, all organs are on alert, friend or enemy, man or woman, tiger or pigeon, depending on the situation we pass beside or in front and then the damage this morning, everything can break like a bull in a china shop, he only crumbs left when it was thought to have built on rock