I was not always that you see today.
confess that for a while I strove to be like everyone else. Bread, wine, love and anger:
recently bought a huge cock. Of the most expensive hardware. I started to break one by one the stones to ever stumbled. I ran a little look back and find them again intact. Change
skin and sometimes weave. All are permeable. Suffered from the cold winter in the viscera, walking through my arteries. In summer the sun 'I ran over, leaving my skin wrinkled.
believed in God, until I see that if all this were true, the sky would fall on us. I spent several days looking at those clouds, that painting. Just discovered condensation and ended up enhancing my theory rather than anything to believe in people. Even fooled thousand five hundred times.
cried to dry myself and I did not do it anymore. I was banished and rescue more than once, looking at airports as the real examples of modern ecosystems.
I went, down and managed to be loved and forgotten just as quickly. I ended up understanding that
the world can be really heavy to carry on their shoulders. You can not go back, front or sides. You should go with, period. And that love, inevitably, is that people need to see all the daily miseries, with better eyes.
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