that I was can not be in front

that I was can not be in front of the stage for the simple reason that they are dead, then to live we must continue to think that this is possible and for the last time an attempt to save the earth farm, it's been years that I'm on the sea, sometimes calm , sometimes rough , it is not yet crazy but sometimes I'm afraid I would so go where the hot soup with a garden and a few animals but I'm too young , or so I 'm destined not to go further luck, maybe I 'll stop at the beginning of the race and wait it out with a little sadness but life is sweet , it goes nicely, there is nothing contrary , any advance in the same order , it's been years that this is so, then why not continue in this direction, and when I reached the age limit , I will go in a corner where nobody knows me for growing radishes that I will sell to the market and I have a live stream where I draw water and a candle for evening , it will be everything I need because when you get to the end of his life it is near not want anything , then leans year before and one day we fall into the ravine , it is end of an experiment that was not devoid of interest but has missed a step , so I could never go anywhere by relying on luck , it was a long story of repeated failures like tell me that I was not the one expected , but he pushes it , he must know, it's better when we know why we saw a tiny space that works as much as possible to be sure do not miss anything , but fate is so big that you can not see what is happening elsewhere and lead us very far from the first time, we can do nothing , the current is too strong and soon I arrive full sea without knowing how to swim , luckily I found a branch floating on the water , I make a raft and I think that this is the end, but like magic, once out of the water a fish out oven accompanied by white rice , so I can eat well, and after I take a nap , I dream of naked bodies who accept that I caress them