We live in the belief that we consciously shape our world
And that that is our inalienable right, like property.
And yet it is moulded, just like everything else, by the chance according to the laws of balances. However, on the places where we characterize it and claim it in the name of anything.
The mediator ‘owner’, which is thus awoken from sleep,
is wrecking the balance, just like in space, all the way to the black hole.
Consequently nobody has ever been right about anything,
Just the same as nobody will ever see God, neither on this nor the other world, But we can, sleeping inside us, leave him in the name of all. …