It seems that the time is approaching an end.
How tragic and funny.
I dont know when it comes the end, but I want to enjoy life.
I will try my best.
They want me to burn sooner than necessary.

Useless.

I will burn my own. vices of laziness and burn me.
I wanna to go to the mountains. There, I feel free.
I feel and what come into contact with the universe.
Peace there.
Its my utopia.

This place nourish me spark of life.
It's wonderful.

I wanna to be a bird. I wanna to fly.
And I can fly. Why should I then be a bird?
I'm not crazy
It has a special kind of magic. I create a sensation.
And I can fly. In own way.