As they say, mea culpa, the guilt of always wanting to be right, the guilt of always wanting power, the guilt of always wanting to be above others, the guilt of wanting to have excessive freedom, and above all the guilt of wanting to think in the right way, because that is where the diatribe of everything is, wanting to think in a socially acceptable way, leaving our ideals for the sake of others, a serious mistake, because you yourself are mutilated in such a way that you lose the full sense of being.
A being that has to go beyond the darkness of the human being, a being that is exceptional, that does not think that it is right or that it is wrong, that only lets itself go, that contradicts itself, that always walks with doubts, because that is the only way to leave the possibility for the impossible, because remember that there is more virtue in the difficult than in the easy.
If you think easy is a virtue, think about what would be hard.
