it was only a flash, an intense joy, a unique moment in the midst of uncertainty
a look then at night, without understanding that it will not come back, life is misleading
it seems to have the time, but it quickly became what we are, a bunch
rotting flesh, it is not pretty, but how to keep the hope that
matters to me today for example, I feel good, is that it is due to a
particular time, I try to see why it's good, but I stumble on ignorance
total of what I am is what I head from interest or duty, I ask myself
the question, it depends on several ways, first there's me, in the second there's me,
and third there is less time to spend, everything falls apart in one direction, the reality
needed to live each moment, we can not unplug it, the truth is in
pocket, it should hold up, but I am aware of the event, it takes a lot
place, I pass by, I know where I am, then I stop and I think that
I am an average man in an average time, all goes well, this is wedged deep
tomorrow is always available, the trip is in the unconscious, I dream and I forget,
it does not matter, I thought I would go away, but every time I go back where
I am, I turn around around an idea that I dig deep as I can,
with my teeth with my hands, I go to the bottom, I go to the other side of the earth
hoping to meet people who are like me, but I know that the illusion is strong,
otherwise how could we live in not believing anything, the dream is not done the
night, the day everything can be beautiful, on condition that they be ready to believe it, and all
ahead as if we could change the way in variable meaning depending on the
moment, it is not magic, it's just a story that begins well, she will
continue, I do not know, it's not my problem, I set out now, right
after I breathe, it is essential, I'm sitting in a chair, just now I
get up because I can do it alone, I can know where I am and I know what
I'm going to do next, it's called a project, unlike the village idiot who
will not know where it goes, I know I can go to the other, what is
that give one hour of his life, an hour to see someone who will
not much is give, give, a little bit, this bit is called love, if
I like is that I have in me the ability to move mountains indiférence,
it is a simple path because the key is available, I know the people, they
fear, they do not trust, they are alone, that's how I understood the need
always positioned behind, you get to see what happens without taking
quick decisions, I think, I wonder what it is, will I be able to go there
every time I have to choose one, life is beautiful, but it is hard, we do not know
never what happens if I choose white, it can get brown without me knowing
it is the experience that showed me that you can not decide everything alone, we need each other
to understand something, it is not clear, it takes years to try to
through the middle of the eye, one day we see through, there is no limit, while
 Clearly, whereas before I lost myself in search of me, now I am
to others without the need to attract, what I do, I do
simply, I take, I leave, it takes time, but what else, the
time is needed to move from one day to another, every morning I wake up, it is
new hope is born, the day passes, I sleep at night, it's 45 years it
hard, a drop in human history that has millions of years, but I
did not mean to be born in the twentieth century, a time of modernity, connections,
virtuality, once, in my youth, we lived in the present, now you can live
through a virtual ficiton is amazing that it is now
 a new ability to seize the moment, it's on, it's not expected, d day,
hour h, s second I discovered I'm caught up in a glass of milk
we do not drink because it is finally time hot chocolate, now to
relax it's a glass of wine, tranquillemnt the cocktail hour, when the sun is
over the top, I'm down, I take a quick glass of wine, I immediately fleet
in my adult responsibility, I would not take the second glass, so I'm
forced to focus my pleasure in a tiny glass of wine every drop
account, I know that at the end, when the glass is empty, I will look without regret,
trying not to get another one, I know what it is that drunkenness is losing ground, it
not who you are, I prefer drinking quietly to put me in a position to know
comfort, I have a body that I have to meet if I had a body a day, I can
do more things, but modernity does not go up there, the awareness of being is
inimitable, there is too much uncertainty in life to be able to duplicate a human or else
should be a single gesture, such as washing the windows, the floor, en route to the
washing machine could then concentrate on the pleasure of being a pleasure
easy to implement, but what is it'' s difficult to continue, I often ask myself
the question, why go, how to get there, I'm able to do, am I
resources, whenever I start not to stop me, I
always the fear of not knowing how to take my destiny, it is a claim, why
me, can I have a particular right, gifted, I'd finally it goes, I continue
just looking, one day I find I'm in no hurry, everything comes to its
time, time flows like a pancake, you put your fingers gently, it is a
satisfactory operation