The human being is the dominant species on the face of the earth and therefore faces more serious problems than the rest of the species, all this has a simple explanation and is that having a latent reasoning in us, we understand problems that for other races are insignificant, but for us represents a threat at times. Our mind is something really impressive reaching impressive levels of wisdom, sometimes we expose ourselves to an existential struggle with our inner voice, but the most irrational thing is that being intelligent beings, very small things involve us and lead us to failure in difficult moments.
Our soul is the one who does the dirty work of the mind, since it is because of it that we have feelings of remorse, where we look for the reason of things, making us blame ourselves for everything that happens around us; we are possessors of weak souls, we are broken by small things and we exalt ourselves with other people's victories.
It is difficult to think of a world free of guilt, where human beings live in harmony and that every action we take has no reprisals, but the day we stop looking for a culprit, that day will come our end, because we are and always will be; a race that seeks to live with a sense, where the quality of life is the center of existence and every feeling of strength does not embargo in time.
It will always be in our mind the supremacy, where everything we create at the level of memory, makes us stronger and greater, but with the fear that our soul is delivered to the eternal punisher, for simple feats, where the real is cult and the blurred something vain. Life is this, it is feeling, believing and fighting for ideas that make us faithful, lovers of a vision; a single glance at the void will make us strong subjects, but with a sense of remoteness, knowing that what really matters is the feeling, knowing that you wake up again, observing the sun again and saying goodbye to the full moon.
The time and space we occupy will always have an uncertainty and of course will create an atmosphere of truth, but we cannot trust our effort in this, since all that represents a life, is all that makes us weak, is the feeling that we are not superior to anything, it is there that is the great secret of existence, we are the missing link, we are a shooting star and we will always be a powerful mind with a weak soul.
