You walk the path of destiny by separating the borders of the earth you step with the fire of faith for winning.

These steps you flare the fire of the enemies and you recognize the sign that glows under a sky which considers unjust and conspires with you.

The souls around you are circling an unmatched war with you you, like the sea.

You keep your breaths of tomorrow that are hungry to swallow your lighthouses, erase your steps, your victories and yourdefeats.

Tilling like the water οf groove does new ground building fortifications for the battles to come. A fire at every step Tilling like the water f groove new ground building fortifications for the battles to come. A fire lights wars at every step we make and enemies are born. Being a believer in my destiny and purveyor to carve the new reality makes me increase the intensity of the moment.

As a heir of an idea of other times I struggle at cheap times that are sold in vain.

The fictional is charming but the truth wins.

At a time with no Gods we seal our beliefs in a lighthouse with the target to change the world like a wave of paliroias gets heated taking everything with it.

What is success eventually ?

The award of the living dead? Or is it a contest of the loss of any importance for living? Does one succed when they get to the point in which their wish is to have no more life?

Every Monday I count the struggle I had and I get this bitter taste of the effort that was defeated. Impatient? Could be.

Impatient? Could be.

Alive? It seemsto be so, because I hope to wake up to beat the pain every single minute.

In fear and the bad taste of ugly times I trey hard to keep the flame of my faith alive.

It's a struggle that is not like any other in my life. People losing theirselves in a bad every day life. Humans that are ready to surrender to a defeat without a fight. And I have to answer to this voice that asks me for expanations.Where are we going? For how long? Why?

A witness volunteer in the most daring acrobatic world circus... . An acrobat without a saving net, without even a breath. I'm in a very dangerous height risking my life. Being up there the view is breathtaking. I breathe the air of God and this fills me with hope that does not exist othewise.

I'm alive and I touch my soul in every step I take.