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I wish no more friends of mine would die, roads are different from each others, I've known, those roads. That's why I still exist. If not, I would not be writing this Manifesto.
This goes out to those who I shared a smile, their moments of silence, their moments of being hurt, their moments of giving up....

I was there, not in their shoes, but, on my own....
way before them, some....before Me.

I, no longer battle, my battles have been won years ago.

Me, I, just simply do not struggle, I just keep my own to my own; my world apart. Apart, my own mind. My World, my music helps me keep apart, desocialize, schizoid-like. An entity that keeps to it's own self, knowing, and aware of the world around.

I am, I Exist, I will become part of the unknown.
I accept the unknown, I have always been unknown.

That always challenges the Ugly, us who are not like others. 

We differ, We are different, We know what we are.

A simple grain of sand, which each of All, call a beach.

Existence is not that complicated to comprehend, it just does not have the same meaning you stamp on it.

Stamps, prejudices, or labels, you do not want to knock unto anyone's hell.

That is why is best to not add powder into fire, 
We are all lit bombs waiting to fuse off/on and with no timing.

These are fucked up times, too much hate, racism, phobias, in your face purism, fascism, and many are accepting hate as something natural, like, breathing, which, every human being needs, Every human being deserves to live. All human life deserves to exist. Everyone Matters.

-Rico
Fatalismo-Optimismo-Existencialismo

Abraxos.