Blue

"Same if the morning was complicated, it is easy to stay at the same down place. Relaxing when the hours starts a week is bizarre and for someone unjust. Actually, among the days each more time is difficult to define what is just. And when. Religious people find cruelty just in a collective belief. Why? Because is more easy to give the justice associated to a inhuman entity. The stick to be measured, conveniently. Then, a fresh morning without sun and some clouds, without sufficient time to be sad or happy, but a Monday to rest in blue. So, where is the down site?

Alone, thrown on the floor, looking at the sky remembering the sensation of a vision of the future. A moment when the time is over (always) and the dreams are the excuse to rest alive. Same if the morning was complicated, just in the moment down, just there, where it is possible to observe the sky (however the afternoon that will be worst) the lowest place where our body stretches on the soil, we observe the infinity... and in blue, the universe is open. The real one.

Suddenly it's ten o'clock at night. People survive and they attends the next day with the same boredom of the routine. There are not love words or kisses or a simple look in the mirror. In a coherent world, the emotion of the next day and the next trip would excite the humans after the dreams, at the moment and place to make real inspiration. But, it is not a question of coherence, it is just life. Human social life. A bizarre song can explain better the signification of. In any case it is not a question to describe or find the correct words to describe or explain: the new one word, something new that was never said. Yes. A song is better for many things.

Tomorrow is not a day is a place. We are time travellers between times dreamed and times lived. In blue, it is possible to tell the stories never lived accompanied by possibilities and decisions never taken. If I had..., humankind survives by the action and the change. Reaction to sensations (to survive), decisions after the mental models (wrongs or successful, generally after the bad idea, but an idea not change nothing different from ourselves), tears that dry themselves without attend any justice. Only accept and react to the awful and cruel truth."