I could think life has a limit, I could think life is eternal, what happens if I stop thinking?...

What happens if I care, What happens if I don´t care, What´s up to me? What´up to you? I have no idea, actually.--- of anything at all... but still I´m here lyning all alone, counting the stars counting the minutes, counting my heart beats ... Let´s face it, we don´t have idea where we are going... I raise my hand up to the sky, and ask to God for some guide... Believing in the eternal can make me stay alive, and maybe just admire what I have... in my heart I have the answers, it´s just a matter of time, that´s what we always say, but what about what the thoughts we never say outloud... what about that? maybe someday I´ll be able to be so clear as the water, and even understand my self... that´s what I´m trying to do... Brisa Azul