I write ... and i keep writing. I've already published ... lots of books ... and somehow i can't stop myself writing. And ... damn if ... i write so many craps that people already define me ... as being insane. Also stupid. Claiming ... they know better who i actually am ... even if ... in fact ... i haven't realised yet ... the real truth about myself. And ... there are also voices that started to repeat to me ... that i am a devil. A real one. But ... unconsciously ... i have the weird feeling ... that i finally have the tendency of understanding my true nature. My positive ... but also ... my dark side. Being ... the clear evidence that i am dominated by ... duality. That i am part of it. And ... the great thing about the one i am today ... is that i am not really denying anymore ... who i am. I mean ... as a human being ... and as a man acting on the stage of life ... the way i am acting. Always being into a nonsense emotional balance. Dominated of emotions, feelings and thoughts ... which i can't clearly understand ... but i still keep trying to understand. Again and again. Not losing my faith. Still being optimistic. Still hoping. Still expecting as a miracle to happen ... and no matter how many mistakes i am making ... to be one day happy. Really happy. Really connected ... on beautiful vibes.