A little 'space please. Space between spaces, hidden from view so you do not know where to find me. The problems addressed are those that scare us at the beginning and then it was a gentle descent. But now? Now if you're not careful the friends you have are those of facebook and the enemies are the ones that eventually lead us roses. Now that the love is hard to live because you spend your time to calculate the consequences while the function of the whole equation escapes you. Now that all this can not address it because it is still a fantasy that revolves around you. Now what will you do? I'll try to think that there is a patch of sky in which to park the remains of our memories. Kill invaders one after the other because their world must defend to the end even at the cost of defending the desert. And then flee, even if changing the order of its parts ... Everything around us is keeping him until we question. Deconstructing must be the watchword. All that will survive the stripping I am planning will be worthy of being kept close to me until the end. And 'what resists to be really important. If I could think beyond the ephemeral moment of dissatisfaction that I feel I could do with my life an anomaly of the system, the moon makes it like a stain. Gray area bathed in light, shining moment of darkness who knows its own truth. What is important is to think of being light even when you're a lesser light. Today I know and expect answers from the same stars that now I do not know what to say. Sooner or later this will be a sky in which it is worthwhile to shine and the miracle begins.
