Some times I just see myself quetioning about the essence of all things, even the essence of being an essence. I konw that sometimes it looks crazy and out of place, but it is me.

People say that the things I ask are so small that they shouldnt matter, yet I continue seing myself with the need of mataining the thought.

I dont understand the greatness of simplicity, however, I can forsee its existence.

What is a laugh?

I ask to the  world, to my soul, to you.

No answer that can move me, no more than a real laugh. That can attrack the atention of the wohle human kind, can change it, can give hope for those who have been concealed, and even for those left behind.

How terrible can be a life that was not  lived, how cana person pass through the world without noticing that it is the reality of moments which makes it all worth.

I have asked myslef so many times for the importance of life and for what moved people. My answer in the past has always been: “ to make the difference!”

Now it has changed.

 My friends have made me see  what mattered, they are what I asked for, they explain all my wish.

Some say that one love is what would answer, I say that love is one part of this gigant puzzel