Once again I leave in a  fractional reality, pieces swim in the sea, I sank to the bottom, should I be reborn, it is a fragile moment, underground routes, specific measures, like a random What should I do, I think, one, two, three, and then goes to the same place, a justification of questionable acts, a remnant of love, gone forever, I could be present but at that time I not see it that way, we can not see ahead, it would make fewer errors, and no, you have to go through, then you may think there is more than to do it, everything is on the ground, we may have wanted, it's hard to say, we do not know much about the older concerns, which is by far the deepest part of the body,decide who is responsible, there must be a place from which the orders, but is it worth to look, I know that everything happens, we can see later, it was thought we could do otherwise, but ultimately it did nothing more than before, all for that, what misery, generations come and go and despite technological advances, there is no evolution of the human being in its primary reactions, it is still so poor that there are 6000 years old at the time humans lived in the forest, the men tumbled their wives and wondered why after nine months, a baby fell to the ground, is the time of the non-knowledge, today there are plenty, but the drives are always the same, money, sex, power, nothing changes