I still get resigned this dark room, where my weakness is overflowing, say they only write about it, but to say what, if that is what comforts me, if that's what I live, do not try to understand me, do not try to understand what I I write, just have a feeling it will be myself, just read, the light is in our hearts, will not fear anything, do not fear no man, all this is illusion, one day we will see that life is simple to view, we who complicate everything, every day that passes I die a little more, s what remains,