I am feeling excitement, when searching for answers from life
Answers which won't satisfy my soul. Answers that does not exist
What is is value of life? What i should do with it?
Religion, science.. giving anwers for inquirer
But i won't be satisfied by those answers
Why?
Frustration is streaming usually trough any kind of writting, like i would write a book from my life, from my questions
We write cosmically everyday, with different kind of words and attitudes

”This is the page of my book that i regret, but this page i will not”
You just cannot torn that page off, nor can yo jump over it.
You must see it, you must live it. Its part of life

Väliosa:
Disappointment, I Did not want to be borned
Persistence, I will play this game to its end
Maybe i can find answers.. Maybe there is a answer for every inquirer, Answer that sees our every cosmic page and knows what it means.
Then maybe my questions will run short and answers will run out. When i'm certainly sure from this all
Anxiety, Tha'ts what we live
Hope, that's what we always want
And when we live day by day, we grow stronger.
”This is the page of my book that i regret, but this page i will not”
You just cannot torn that page off, nor can yo jump over it.
You must see it, you must live it. Its part of life
What is is value of life? What i should do with it?
When there is clue from destiny it suddenly disappears like starlight on the sky