Tonight is one of those nights where you would resign from everything! From life basically! Not because it is not considered valid, nice, important as is being done, but simply because it is considered that our contribution is essentially over. There are days that you live and nights when you feel the coming of "evening" of our lives, so that our existence is exhausted itself, as a logical sequence. But evenings are
days, and evenings of existence, so that desire to give his resignation from all over, the hold, thinking that tomorrow, clear mind, you may give better, more consideration of things, with more rational than you and what you circulate around.
But tonight, the desire to resign from all sides, will result in a simply go to sleep. Tomorrow and tomorrow we'll see if this dimension of finitude, will persist. If it is still there, then you will resign, leaving the field ready to every intelligence, to every acute observation, clear to every strategy, every things considerably longer valid.
We have never had a word, we took the word with difficulty, so, so! Now we still have to struggle to get the word and we wonder why. But it can also be that can say we're done. The word that we won it was also sold out immediately. The silence may be appropriate to condition of our being? I do not know yours, but persistent feeling that it should be for my being. Perhaps the possibility of there may be less, as not essential, it is no longer required by myself or by others. The conviction that something will still give posssa is ending, and with it the desire and the possibility of life. Exist in history, as bodies! The story will move on me yet, polishing still to no avail, until the sequence ends.
Kiss
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