And I'm here , just realized it for real . What ? What happened ?
I'm here on earth is a concrete fact . Why? I asked what am I going to do , for I'am talking to my self . My self I don't even know if this one is concrete , but I know it's ...Possibilities , or it's one only surrounding Possibility ,they call it life , I'm now going to call it something , is it to be , felt , smelt , touched ,held . How am I supposed to know , I'm my self's one only surrounding impossibility to achieve this kind of comprehensibility . Rapid decay to this obscurity , for if my self could never be alone ,your selves and mine both want Something ... with pure purity we could give Life to Something we have , had .