Beatriz

In the name of whom we endure this life and how can we humans enjoy what we always have left to live, knowing that every day is one less that we have? Uncertainty, pain, love, terrible things that we do and that we sometimes suffer, like the music of a terrible soundtrack grandiose in his infinite ordinariness, it is. Like in music life has to be conceived from the end to the beginning but experienced backwards. Because the whole theme is always waiting at the end that is the only thing that gives sense to the whole score. No heaven, no hell and no gods can give us what is intrinsically ours and in that we can choose, we can choose to make sense and make it mean what we really want even if it doesn’t mean anything.