uncertainty

because really, what i wanted the most is to have the certainty that my words come to destination.

getting that the message comes to the other side.

but for that, it would be necessary that my words were perfect arrows* thrown from my bow straight to the target -it seems to be a moving one-, to remain and be meditated there... probably forever.
no matter how i try, i always have the sensation that my words are not like that.

in fact they are so lost, disconnected and dispersed that actually they look like those little planes of paper that the children make and that always fall to the feet of that someone who throws them to the air

*i'm so tired of playing... playing with this bow an arrow