Fuente imagen   TEXT IN ENGLISHGod wants to die, He wakes up and looks at us, and he gives him a headache, along with great regret, similar to those drunks, who wake up accompanied in a little room, and they look next to him like no one else, screaming with wild eyes what did I do... for a very long time, He doesn't even bother to talk to us, to his annoyance and annoyance, We talk to him more about him, so much so that he wonders all the time, If it is that we do not understand the contempt, many have wanted to kill him, They even announced his final death, bluntly with the phrase, God is dead, but nothing to see, Of course it's not because of that saying, that he talks about weeds... for information from nearby saints, and apparently gossips, He has leaked that he wants to commit suicide, because no one wants to kill him, and unfortunately for being immortal, He can't die either, That's why he thinks of throwing himself into a black hole, disappear forever, and rest in peace, especially from us.  

Fuente imagen   TEXT IN ENGLISHWe don't know true repentance, Sometimes we get close but never close enough, to give examples that are not enough, We feel something similar, when we commit matricide, marriage always is, Even though many fakes say the opposite, or when we sleep with the least attractive, And we blame the alcohol or the darkness, but it's too late to get out of the hole, There is only crying and gnashing of teeth, the closest we can get It's when because of laziness, We stayed to live with our parents, only surpassed by the one that produces you, sacrifice your life to care for them when they are old, you begin to ingest doses of toxicity in prohibitive degrees, especially if you believe the cruel story, that that's why you're good, when most of the time you want to kill them, because you are fed up with the situation, then next comes that imitation of repentance, but it's just that, approaches and imitations, Due to our poor aim we never hit the target, We never reach true repentance.  

Fuente imagen   TEXT IN ENGLISHWe have become anime worshipers, we are delirious to become one, longing does not respect ages, not even the culture, We are no longer going to wait for the Otaku, we are going to walk like crazy, disguised all the time, acting as our favorite character, life will become an event, a simulation where we will show off, of everything we don't have, especially superpowers, the spectacular movements, the unnatural jumps, we will be children fantasizing, in front of the tv, or rather the Smart TV, by all the gods, How far will we go, in our millennial endeavor, in refusing to be what we are.  

Fuente imagen   TEXT IN ENGLISHThe years pass and the fatigue remains, The future has many faces like lies, Sometimes it's clear as a blue sky, others are stormy like the high areas, confusing and treacherous, always brings hidden things, keep cards up your sleeve, He is a magician who excites you, and when he is around you discover the trick, nothing is as promised and he tells you to your face that it's your fault, because no one told you to get excited, The truth is that the closer is more dangerous, Sometimes it lurks in the corners, or on any road, and it hits you at more than a hundred kilometers per hour, let us not doubt, the future awaits us, but what he brings us, We'll never know for sure, In addition to the very Malay, He likes surprises.  

Fuente imagen   TEXT IN ENGLISHThere are those who take care of their humanity, They make it something valuable, They carry it with dignity, of the true not of the reactive, those stand out among the many, there are those who endure it, They live with their ups and downs, with their hopes and despairs, pending of other people's lives, more than one's own, They are the majority of humans, who live without pain or glory, There are those who definitely suffer from it, They don't know what to do with it, They are too big, like clothes that don't fit her, They walk like clowns in the circus, and they always make fools of themselves, the last ones on the list, They just don't deserve it rats must have been born, or those cockroaches that make you sick, but someone was wrong, and he made them human, maybe I'm the wrong one, and within each one there is everything that exists, the different ways of being or not being, the infinite ways or possibilities, of living humanity.  

Fuente imagen   TEXT IN ENGLISHI woke up with more gray hair, They are invading my scalp, and the worst thing is that I am no wiser, no less stupid, not even more useful.I woke up with more gray hair, and with less desire to take on the world, to fulfill my dreams, perhaps more tired of trying, and more frustrated by failing.