Way through a hesitant absolute dark, waving my hands trying to grab something to lean on, something which I mean not only what I see is emptiness, what I feel ... I'm moving, sometimes in circles, sometimes straight, who cares, in the blackness is the same here as there, the distance becomes meaningless, colors, shapes, textures, time, is it beauty?. Only thing is still alive I can feel, I can hear, I can smell ... but I've noticed that in spite of everything I'm alive, I'm sorry, I hear the sound of my heart, like the saliva in my mouth, I recognize the smell of my skin, the shapes of my body ... I am more than I can see, I'm over it that others can see: "Oh! I want to be naive because I felt more than seen, feel my love, feel me, for there lies, as clear as water, my truth " in the dark ... I see no borders, the darkness is infinite, around me, through me, makes me part of it. Every minute is like a journey, a discovery, I find that I look for support outside, outside my no poles, no walls, no stones, ballast and the supports are manufactured me me me life fabricate me ... I am what I do for me in the dark but I am who I am, I am not what I want to be, I'm just, that's the key, my key ... I confine myself to be just that ... life is not a competition for me is an opportunity to learn to be to be from within. I am my respect, my point of departure and arrival ... I am what I am, now I understand ... the ironies of life in the dark has learned to see ... now, finally, open your eyes forever. A voice inside me whispers: "close your eyes and learn, close your eyes and live, close your eyes and see" .
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