When something's bothering you, there's nothing to do but wait...

You know...

When you can´t sleep, as in my case, very often, the ideas that pass trough your mind cause a feeling so sad that you can't keep your mind of the misery and sadness. An attitude to concibe the world, to make actions or to stay still...

Ideas in a language that you don't even understand at all; but the need to express your interself is greater than any barrier sourrounding your capacity of comprension of the structure of that strange manner of expressing yourself. Sensless ideas that you put on a piece of paper (or in this case on a piece of nothing, at the "nowhere" that is concibed as the net).

The need to write a succession of words, of ideas, to express a tiny part of the totality that compose your mind, your thoughts...

Enough of this madness, it's time to say what needs to be told:

When there's nothing but your soul, what's left in the world to achieve the security that you're making things right? Now, think about the exsistencialist question about the subject in a world of insignificanse, of uncertainity, about the matter of the individual insert on a world of questions and uncertainty in the action on life. What's left after the idea of no god? What to belive when the ideals or the promises of the modernity hasn't been acomplished? When ther'es nothing to belive in? Only the subject may do anything in the world ( the individualism and the liberalism told us), with his actions, with his thoughts, but bassed on the supposal that we the utopies of the world are done, there's nothing to do on an alienated society but suvrive. If the utopies are done, finished, the I can only put his destiny on himself, there's no more from were we can hold on to ( an estructure of ideas or concept that give us or gave us certainity)... There's no way out of our counciossness...

If there's any correction that has to be done in this text, please feel free to make it, i'll be gratefull if anyone makes a proposition that says "this essay" is only a bunch of unestructured ideas...

Again, let's appeal to the stoicism to face the obstacles of life...