I have become universal, longing for extraordinary, astonishment, fearing nothing else than a manipulative Self that can drive me to destruction.

I strive to kill my Ego, to not be led by a wrecked mind and make the difference between what should be kept and what should be left.
People want me predictable, obedient and apprehensive.
I want myself courageous, spontaneous and self-determining.

I want to own my life and my choices.

I don’t want to be led by no one else’s beliefs. I want no doctrines, no rules upon my soul.

I want to disembark my last flight knowing that whatever I have lived, was the product of my intrigued, resourceful mind.

Even while growing old, I am going to live as a young.