Sometimes we confuse bravery with recklessness but the question here is to think how far you would go in a moment of trouble. Would you run that extra mile we should not? Would you break the rules for a piece of bread? I guess we would in a certain moment of our lives. The issue goes more deeper than we think, when we walk this earth we leave a footprint bigger than ourselves, we create ripples in the fabric of our social life that sometimes bring us to the center and sometimes to the edge of it. I have flown all across the world and left footprints everywhere, my image and soul have cracked the very core of many dreams and I apologize for it. I had to do it. I had to walk in the shadows; I had nothing else to do, nowhere else to flee.

Find yourself in the middle of the storm and cry out for help for none to listen, none to care. I guess you will become the lightning that strikes many times in the same spot. The lone wolf hunting in the meadows.

For I was to be here, fighting against fate and being drunk of love. Blinded by circumstances and lost in a foreign land. We are very good at judging and crawling over people’s motivations. We love to live in the conditional world and wallow in uncertainty. For those ready to jump into conclusions, close your eyes and feel the air cutting your forehead. For those ready to crawl into sin be aware of the mud gathering on your knees.

Sometimes life is hotter than hell.