We spend our lives looking for something that satisfies us, from happiness to common pleasures, but we never stop being unhappy, we only imagine what it would be like to be at the top of life; we are mature enough to dream realities and think falsehoods, but scars follow us every day, memories being the whips that lash our soul, stumbling over our past and underestimating our present.
Let us let go of the hand of our future and live life one step at a time, without letting other people's vicissitudes affect us; happiness is a very complex and ambiguous word, since many of us seek it from different planes and with different actions.
Time is in charge of collecting every second lost, letting us know what really suits us; it hurts and we are always late for our appointments with destiny, but let's continue on our way, let's forget yesterday and savor today.
Steal the glance of a stranger, kiss some forbidden lips, but be sure to live flashes of glory, that allow you to satiate your vain life, that vanity that in the end consumes us. We are responsible for living within a multilateral universe, that the responsibilities of life are assigned at birth and every tear that runs down our cheeks, makes us remember how human we are.
Weak and defenseless we present ourselves to the infinite, carrying weights of our past, without really knowing the direction we have to take; the ability to achieve our goals, is put under suspicion every day, being responsibility the greatest fear of the time, where our integrity is compromised and reading between the lines makes us capable.
Let us calculate the course that the planet will take, let us focus on all the signs that space throws and let us look a little beyond our being, leaving aside our own good and working for common benefits.
We are one step away from eternity without knowing what will become of this human body, placing our memories at stake with the exploits of the rulers; we harass the truth and assumptions gain strength with every heartbeat that is heard, but what we feel inside our being, are little tricks of a magician called Karma.
Let us make of our living, a novel never told, a tale of Ada, without a happy ending and a war that will never have a winner; let us agree on a peace treaty with our detractors and let us dedicate our efforts to improve as a person, species and occupants of this great galaxy.