No wonder the word squares on each side
our minds without form, and letters of fire
the state and shine like a crocus
lost in the middle of a dusty field.
Ah man who goes safely,
to others and to himself a friend,
and his shadow does not care that the heat wave
print on a crumbling wall!
not ask the formula to open your worlds,
so wrong syllable and some dry as a branch.
Codest only now we can tell,
what we are, what we do not want.
(Eugenio Montale)
us know what Traveller? We plan to build what we are creating us ideas of what we want to be but we do not appreciate that form what we are today is not what we are, what we do not want. More of what we have chosen to be important that we have chosen not to be. More of what we count what really never accept. We may realize it immediately? Probably not. Naively believe to be and to decide for ourselves but it is not. The past we choose to, not deny it. Needless to hide it. The experiences we have formed the basis of our choices become future. We can naively try to change this behavior. But our bodies and our minds act independently driven by an instinct of self-preservation. 
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