Life... a journey of only destination and no return journey. The journey of a crowded low tram which do not have treasured the option of being able to choose who accompanied, but that coupled with a unique range of people, has touched us experience a disturbing and hard experiment. It is not necessary for us Let's torture, is the responsibility of all the right just to savor the days with serenity and enjoyment. By that us To be stubborn in bitter us and trample us ones to others if all arrive at the same destination and not with different luggage...? We explore new worlds even though not even we have managed to coexist in which dwell, do we seek to find us... or run from ourselves...? Those few who have managed to go to outer space, have honed that sense of perceiving that everything that happens in the interior of this balloon box that we have appropriate, is just a casual, irreproducible and extraordinary event.
" Genesis and death are both turbulent boundaries that are part of the entire journey travel. "Both in the field of the quality human, as in the unpredictable origin of the formation of them planets and constellations, the chaos and the revelation always found opportunity only for exhibit is".