it was like a flash, as if I had been burned by electricity, but when I woke up I knew it was a dream, that really is a big difference between dreams and reality, in reality we know up where you can go in the dream there is no limit, it would mean that the dream is a door that gives access to later, when I am dead, there will be no limit, more body , more desire to live more than a desire to please, everything will be neutral and beautiful, so beautiful that for humans it is impossible to see it in full consciousness, they dream, and in the morning everything is forgotten, it begins its day, ambition, career, borrowing to pay, children who grow up, what is left of our youth, fragile memories, feelings of deja vu, it is impossible to know what was is fifteen years and ten days ago, the time eats memories, he turns into difficult to face the reality of situations, because the memories are full of gaps, memories so they are converted appear consistent with what I became, it is a passage that lasts 60 years, the time to understand that this is a game