if we had the opportunity to see life before living, but no, you have to discover hourly Will we become, the human does not anticipate except when provided a home for his holidays,from February to August , it's been a few months of agony before the release of fifteen days of easy pleasures, life requires understanding what does not exist, an attempt unwinnable, we are missing a key, which opens the last door, it's time to die, then you open the final journey towards the divine light, love in the home, it contrasts with the life we learn to hate the other, each for himself, the interest is personal, the collective is a combination of personal pleasures, although there is one, the others are a danger, more rarely a fast fun, for a few minutes of enjoyment, how many years of trouble, but humans are like to take time, so that his life is short, he does not know where to go, then thinking it's time to take your time, tomorrow is another day, for the moment things are going well,what matters is the feeling, the brain is not correct, he is too busy with everything that happens in the body, the information it receives from organs are not what we would like to be in perfection