(Walking)
And you ... What are you up to?
-Nothing really, just the air that sweet and graceful touches, but otherwise each time my feet are filled with vermin and pestilence more from this land so bitter.
I've always wondered if life is lived in a linear or curve quickly and joyfully, if it ultimately does not matter, whatever it is, it's all in a matter of seconds.
-Nothing really, just the air that sweet and graceful touches, but otherwise each time my feet are filled with vermin and pestilence more from this land so bitter.
I've always wondered if life is lived in a linear or curve quickly and joyfully, if it ultimately does not matter, whatever it is, it's all in a matter of seconds.
(encouraging step)
What a dilemma!
(stops)
If time ceases to flow properly, as mandated by our biology, how would death?
How to stop walking for a Sunday drive, petrified of nowhere, losing only the brightness of the eyes and maintain a firm stance as rock, as a montañao a monument to what once was.
As we forget.
I do not care!