Move

Wandering between two worlds, having a transition that is modeled in time, seeing the changes that occur in our world that guide paramtros, pr trying to change the sake of change. Showing new imperfections, Tranter to hide modifying the behavior of our being, trying to do things that are impossible for man, watching the dreams disappear like ice in the early spring, a sky so clear that lets you see the moon and stars withthe water clarity so far lost in eternity, so beautiful that men pomanders and stories created by thinking about them, wanting to touch them, looking for inspiration in them, writing, painting, singing or perhaps to find satisfaction in what we call art, admiration for those who carry out or complete incomprehension for generations.

Uncertainty in the world that allows perpetual motion from the point of view of humans, a spark of humanity that lasted for the time of the earth, spices have come and gone over time and the land continues. without waiting for anyone.

Walking between the stars looking for the meaning of things, trying to explain what our instincts tell us, seeking the reason why we move, shaping all we can, to explain and control their behavior, just to satisfy us. Drugs that elevate our thoughts that allow us to reach new horizons, people who achieve s need for them, destroying our world, changing paradigms, such as Galileo Galilei said to be retracted against the Inquisition "Eppur Si Mouve".

I just think is a little I have left.