Isolation

"In the distance, alone. Closer, alone. Some humans are the non-strange condition to be simply unique and isolated. Officially,  the most common need for a human being. The freedom to feel oneself and that of others without any pressure. Just the existence and the life with the possibility to distinguish, however the rules and accepted context. There is no possibility of writing long words despite the mental models' goals and configuration to say something. However, I try - I told on a Thursday night in September, after the death and the sadness. Three beers, a lot of wine, and the isolation in a city south of everything. And free. Writing to leave the expectations and the sensations in a world without memory. 

What context? In a formalization of the description of the environment and everything that is believed to be relational, words are organized to communicate following a rule: the convenient and easy control to guarantee the version of isolation but not the recognition of the human as an independent entity in the planet, that sometimes, the person could be in a group. Really. Some songs, some lyrics, and the sound of the sadness and the desire in the air. She, with her (supposed) young age, and me, with the observed fatigue in a world without any exciting goal. Some songs, some poems, and some moans of pleasure. She at night in the black ghetto. She simply succumbed to curiosity, the other to his experience.

A group and few concrete ideas. A context is an ecosystem where the definition of actors are simple concepts of entities without any definition because death seems to have triumphed, and the concept (is defeatist). Three paragraphs are sufficient to observe the deception-natural the natural context with isolated humans. He had given himself to her for what she was: one last time. Without expecting any love or something like that. Only the possibility of desire and then believing in the plane anything. Then, the story for this night it's not nt necessary for him to transcende or yes, but in such an intimate way that the others do not really care.

Thus, without further ado, silence can describe more. Humans learn the value of silence and the courage to write. The rest is part of a discussion without any interesting exit to change to another thing. Isolated, man recognizes himself and is really valued for his uniqueness. Few words to describe the most simple human power. She said goodbye to him and knew she would not see him again for a long time. It's time - he said - to read my life a little. Observing the south, he recognized regions than they were but much worse."