We are nature,...

We are nature, she is full of abysses, the same as we men have. Sometimes we fall down wells and we cannot get out, not for the black mire that sticks to us and slowly kills, it is for not imagining other also human possibilities that differentiate us in each case. We can use anything at a given time but we do not know how to do it, the weight of a single part of our possibilities defeats the others, suffocating us in a single movement of the mind. While we do not die, our worst enemy is not knowing how to use the imagination of the mind correctly and that the material weight blinds us.