18 março 2015
I started the day just right after its end. It's being a great day and it was both productive and wisely lived. Somehow my world today has fitted on the exact place in space where it should. It's only this feeling of disconnection of my soul with my reality and my deeds... this peculiar and not precisely right thing about my day makes it humanly sad. Damn I wish I was God now: to have control of the dimensions, emotions, reactions... of the laws of physics, the energy... then I would know. Even better I wouldn't need to know. Well I feel better now. Just this urge of knowledge about unacknowledged stuff and stuff beyond our imagination... Feels right to be human at this precise imaginary acknowledged moment.