A world that was absent from the truth .. deserves cursing or deserves to be compassion? Four souls dispersed life between the fate, and the collection of one way with one direction that is irreversible .. running in search of the truth at a time when the pronouns died and the insights were blinded .. If you are looking for the truth, wait for a promised day, you will not find it with the falsehood of days, you will not utter the tongues, Or the eyes are disclosed, and the hearts have been honest with blackness, even if they are still beating .. The truth does not live on the surface of the earth .. Only they are buried in its interior with those who have forgotten it, or they forgot, or they deliberately forgive them .. Things are only known for their seals, and not always as they seem .. For fire and glow .. The war has drums .. death is a dance .. Do not secure moments of joy .. and do not search for the truth between humans .. So within each of us .. a silent devil ..