Living everyday in the imperceptible uncounscioussness of our condition The anaestetic innertia of existance drags us smothly helping us to forget the true essence of our nature
Emotional creatures made of pride and desire clumsily hidden beneath the deceptive mask of duty and rationality
Forgetting the basic rule of the relationships "What I mean to you is just what your need from me" Love, hate or importance is everything the same
Running everyday to satisfy the meaning of the odd ilussion A suffocating truth that only death will take away Because life goes on for everybody else.