until now, ie the time before I had a piece , I lost, I find myself with nothing before me, it is an inner struggle that collapsed , I was torn between two passages , a high and low , of course I could not know if it's good to always go in the direction of effective pleasure, for what seems true is the attitude we have when we only there, at that time , it is true , until you play the comedy, because we are all actors, not as those who play in the theater, but in particular moments stirred his body as if was an ancient god with nothing very interesting , but that's for the best , because as in all the rooms of a hotel there is a window of course , now I agree , I can continue to to the extent of groundwater passions, easy to always intended and I hope to continue in that direction , because what keeps me alive is the hope that the next moment will be the moment after a situation in balance between two extremes, one side the weight of life , monotony, the youth goes into a hole, and on the other hand, this wonderful , everything is there, everything happens while becomes , it's amazing , I walk, I ask Mary, mother of God , so I can always live in the present , because it is obvious , I 'm in the middle of a space, it starts there, it ends there is in progress, as if walking, but in fact it is a track that leads to nowhere , because if I go straight into a terrible garden is not to have to face the monster white paper , the vacuum takes care of me for not believing that I can still live without anxiety, a more tempting not to follow the slope down to the bottom , I fight with all my strength to go next for the time it works, but it is increasingly hard, I have to be very concentrated , it just goes to the nearest centimeter