Sometimes I leave the ship, but the absence of gravity scares me. For years now I'm here alone, at first I liked the solitude and sought, now I'm not sure which to search. The end is mixed with the principle by which all this time to become my past, present and future.
Nobody knows I'm here, so I do not come to rescue me. I've been thinking of writing a note, who knows, maybe someone manages to find me. I was not always alone, even I remember Pilar.
Years ago my provisions were exhausted, await patiently the change, but failed. In this world there is no change, just repeating cycles. They are my four seasons. Nor am old but nonetheless if you know metime does not recognize me, you may leave a note. Even in the dead world language is not the same. When you're alone a single sentence picks up a lot of thoughts and feelings. While in the living world many phrases do not usually pick up much.
I'm pretty sure my level of thinking is overlapped with another. So that I can see what you see in the living world, but I do not understand and I am baffled. As the dead world is not visible, no one can help me decode the living.
Yesterday I tried to repair the engine of my ship, I can not remember the way back but I do not care. In my world there is a sea that takes you to the past and although the road is long and heavy ship there are no seriousDad and I have only to compute either the jump. You may pass me strength, in that case and could not return. I'm not sad, at least I will not be for long.
windy here and the four seas with tides erode my feelings by doing that can not hold for long. When the sea tide rises past the sea of the future is collected. Not so this sea of colliding with swirling tide in which not a few have succumbed lléndose my world forever. Then there is the sea of tranquility that is increasingly filled with more and more, forming two large gaps Reality and Dreams. I sleep all day floating in the lake of dreams to wake up being dragged by the strong currentsreality struggling to take its center.
Once I saw a submarine, diving to it but it was empty. I do not remember but long ago, before my world lose their lives, used to use it with my people. It sailed to the sea of the future and only forward.
Once she picked up the submarine, and instead of advancing the safety of the lake of dreams, I took the plunge and navigated the dangerous waters of reality. I just do not get, but we arrived safe and sound. We laughed and walked hand in hand, but the waters are dangerous and while actually tried to grab her with all my strength, a wave grabbed me and since then only vaguely floating in the sea of the past. Sometimes I see desof a cliff and shouted but I do not know if I hear.
You may leave a note, if ever it is you who has to find me give it to me please.
