Looking back at what I write, I see that sometimes I distill vanity, like right now.
This thought is so like a trap, a redoundant wall, a white spot, a tower.
Shall I be sorry and create another circle, son of the first.
To which extent can I trust my mind ?
Shall I abandon her?
What do you think?
Some people says that Gods are little childs.
I say that my mind is a bitch.
Really, is there another way?
better
deeper
truer
than thinking?
Many people say yes.
many enlightened say yes.
Holy people say yes
Poor people say yes
Rich people say yes
And yet everybody acts the contrary.
Is Faith a synonim for madness
Or both eat the reason?
Is everybody fighting back?
M I ?
Are we all peraphs sharing the same point: nazis,soccer players, musicians,muslims, jewish, christians,Bhuddists,Postmans, and tour operator, seller, bureocracy, Terapist and sociologist.
I don´t believe that and yet is possible.
I repeat is this Mind a good tool?

Please answer......