CĂLĂTORIE SPRE CENTRUL FIINȚEI

Knowledge was my love destiny suffering this road strewn with thorns and few roses I didn't choose an easy path because it was a choice my friend I didn't look at the asperities of the road I was fascinated by the target to see what the truth looks like looked closely his face of a sphinx attractive and scary to know a moment earlier what awaits me wandering was not foreign to me I know what temptation is her face of siren cruel seductive irresistible to understand to win I gave in not once I came out of the darkness scorched with a burnt soul real feverish knowledge is burning and flame ice and fire together petrified and burnt earth at the end of the road no one waits for you everyone leaves you you are the loneliest man you end up hating your life you forget yourself and when you think everything is lost you have suffered needlessly and stupidly that you have crossed hell from one side to the other, only then can you glimpse something that is only yours (...)