I spend without concern , what matters is that the hand can write, and feet can walk, it's like that , oh! joy luck, wonder of belief , I'll quickly not doubt the existence of happiness is amazing without going against the honorable methods , I pass between the drops is what happens when everything comes together , the old and the new , tremendous energy rises from the depths of the Earth, hot magma sings praises to Jesus , as if we still had a choice , the freedom given to the human for that it decides to live in accordance with what is called life, because every moment is precious , I remember that there was always something to do , it allowed me to slip out of bed to quickly reach the room bathroom around midnight I was only watching TV , everyone was asleep , the lights were off , which meant we waited for the morning after the night to start to believe that the sun always shines and the sea ​​is always in the same place , I 'm not afraid of the future, even though scientists tell us that nothing works , but when I think about what I saw , I say , yes of course, I can continue, it is possible, I hope, so I 'm in the top position , where we can laugh , because in a quarter of an hour , I would start to find meaning , which I missed , it was not more long, not lack of space, each time with a beginning and an end , there is nothing of a time we go to the other without knowing why, to get there we must not forget the key, otherwise we do not pass on the other side but around noon, we start to get hungry , I consider normal can take time to not be locked in a closed cycle , the opening works for years I sang no , I do not have an ear that includes music , but in the evening I tend to do nothing, that's how I got to find the balance in specific time , without exceeding the limits but with the certainty that burns truth and need to hurry out of fear that the building would collapse under these conditions , I prefer open windows , I know we could see that also but what could I do another , it is always so that bothers me , if I was lucky , if it was Monday, if it was there, but then I can be it is not it is not a matter a fact, I think for a long time , in my head I have to build a bridge between being and being in front as behind it is darker, I had a desire that does not pass , we evolve , what was not there , I make choices that take me somewhere else , somewhere else for nothing , to a pleasant satisfaction, it smells good despite my sweaty body which is flavored with garlic , j ' tries to forget , it's annoying to age , the shadow grows , dreams harden , which was soft no longer exists, it is increasingly hard, I tap on the metal, it makes noise , nothing else , not feeling as cold exchanges, even though I expect it is useless , always start from the beginning , if I make mistakes , I still try to go there never know I can catch me , I'm not fast, it is feasible , even if it is true , this is my truth , there is no alternative, we can not do otherwise than live, it is not really worth believing