The past is deceitful, if he is from the animal kingdom, he would be an ophthalmologist spider. Eyes behind your back, the power to be omnidirectional in all spaces, silent, very sensitive with the links that it weaves in a trap, tunnel, sarcophagus, cocoon, adapting to the environment through food choices that evolve. He is a prey as well as an example of self-sacrifice. He is the architect of impatience, for whom time is a divinatory test, because the survival of what nourishes him depends on his ability to foresee the uncontrollable and the inexplicable, in a language fearful of him. even, an incomprehensible charm. He overlooks the environment as a strategist, dissects the invisible actions and the capital information conducive to his strategy, analyzing through the study of the language he observes, the needs to be understood in order to predict movements. He is one step ahead, thanks to his persistence. It stays and goes, where other times do not go, to educate experiences, the art of camouflage as long as we do not notice it. But it is to the surprise of his contact that he freezes, and at the slightest suspicious gesture, causes the future to disappear from the present which nourishes him by rearing up with intimidation and automatic defense systems, ready to attack in impressive what seeks to be in his eyes, by dominating the space by the deployment of its fetters. However, he keeps a distant contact with his fellows, because he keeps a need for independence equal to the appetite he creates, to spread his nets out of what he has seen him grow. It is a bad omen. It symbolizes the reflexes linked to the emotion of fear, horror, vice and psychosis. It disturbs and despite itself submits the present to the dictation of prescription by a will which exceeds it, and describes it as the translation of a danger, justifying itself by a reaction in the image of the feeling that has manifested it, by the pair of glasses that he knows how to put in his eyes, validating the imitation of an action having him right, The incomprehension of his harmful existence, crushing that of the present, and the vision of the future. The past is a veil over the present which is glimpsed. It is there, permanently, and acts on the vision of the moment and its horizon, like the prism of constant vigilance. It converges the rays of light, of discovery and of knowledge, towards the filter of automatisms, regulating the protective mechanisms learned to the test of the lessons of the irrational, having marked it. Its brand is a defense to violent ruptures that founds it. Torn apart, he will tear his fellow man from the present who will not be able to understand him in his future vision. It is not a choice not to recognize it, it is a sum, a knowledge, a whole, it is permissive and identifiable, to be what makes it possible to recognize, in spite of oneself. Because even a vision of the future is a past time, the one who posed it already sees afterwards. He directs the water currents to be the obstacle to their continuity, forcing them to take another orientation, to deviate, and to lose themselves where their movement is stocked, in what will contain them from their will to just flow. , and nourish all those who heard their songs, the reason for hope, to be the example of a source, a place where all come together and drink, from this landmark to the life of being where there is hope. It's the diffuse reddish glow of a scorching doorknob that can only be opened with two hands. It is as heavy as it is thick and indicates the effort of total devotion to move forward, the experience of a sacrificial ceremony, or the tools used to defend oneself from the present, are the emotions composing the declaration of invoking suffering. . Its confrontation is a difficult reality, because requires to deprive oneself of the aptitude to make run towards oneself, the protection of a savior guard, enclosing innocence, by violating by the tenacity of a will animating the courage, the inheritance of a control having due, the timeless enslavement to the unworthy loyalty to the destruction, even if it means opening naked, with burnt hands, the next doors with his head, but clothed in love in the face of the indefinable howls of Remembrance. The Souvenir is the knot of a caving rope running along the crack of a rock justifying its cavity, where the exploration of its depth is only prevented by the sole fear of being without light of a trust in the desire to discover it, and no longer be afraid of it, to show it as an example. Its depth, led me to discover a story written in tears on the walls of his cave. Two hands joining one above the other like brooding a small animal, served as shelter and anchor for multiple silk ties. They suspended comfortably and away from any sudden movement, the balance of a butterfly chrysalis. This little being still had his eyes developed. They were closed by the indivisible and warm comfort, of an innate confidence which the proximity of these hands, bound and inhabited by a desire to protect this cocoon from any duty of prediction, gives it. 'ensure in their palms, its evolution and its balance until maturity. But one of the two hands withdrew. His separation, fractured Evidence at the genesis of the glimpse, suddenly tearing all the links balancing the little being. Torn apart by the rupture and the brutal confrontation with confusion, the cradle opened with violent interviews on the irrational, prematurely plunging the Evidence into the separation of dependencies to be supported to preserve what remains, of a reality restricted by the uncomfortable mechanics of its protections, and its instinct to withdraw. The instinct of withdrawal of the small being saw grafted the vision of confusion. From now on, he will intervene in disillusioned situations beyond the control of Evidence, such as confrontations with Insecurity, through the doubt that founds it and the lessons of the irrational manifesting it. Evidence and the past, its presences independently linked to oneself, because they are complementary. Evidence feeds on the past to translate the present, and the past feeds on Evidence for forecasting the future, with the only difference that Evidence can be a choice, and the past is a fact. But, it is where Evidence becomes a timeless and orienting tool, because feeding on information from past experiences as well as from the probabilities of forecasts of the future, Evidence is structured above all by trust in what binds it. to the information that feeds it. Evidence is a perfectionist machine, it will seek to ensure solid values ??to translate from the present, the measures necessary to adopt to focus behavior on adaptation to it, through the supervised interpretation of the past, acting as a corrective filter on the glimpse of what Evidence will recognize as uncomfortable and doubtful, by the credit of the experience justifying the confidence that it places in him, the past. Evidence defines the orientation of the present and the future towards that which will necessarily assure it not to be confronted with what makes it responsible, by preventing it from exploring the reasons of the past being the jailers of its imperfection, being able to free the evidence of its fragility by demonstrating the foundations of its gaze. Evidence is based on maintaining vigilance persuading it to recognize in an event, the repetition of the reasons for its conception, the trauma. I imprisoned myself for love, to be convinced by the obviousness of its definition, finding in the experience of my unexplored past, the confidence in the instinct to protect myself from the wills founding it, me concerning, it was fear. It is thus that by offending the evidence by the proof of its imperfection, the path of the past reconnects with the present to revolutionize with a loop, the value which ensured its vigilance, the error of its calculation, responsible for a path unconsciously induced from inaccurate values ??to the immediate awareness of a present outside of its function of foresight, the state of disorder, awareness, desolation. The evidence, stems from a vigilance to the need to preview the exploration of reality, to take advantage of the destructive brutality of the past. The evidence is therefore polarized, from the values ??of trust that it grants to be structured, just like the experience of the past, but if the past is interpreted by the structure embodying the evidence, the support of the preview of vigilance, then the very understanding of the past is distorted, to the point of not being able to glimpse anything other than what it is, of no longer being able to properly inform oneself of the values ??that have nourished one's perception of it, at the birth of remorse, of resentment, anger arising from the inexplicable, incrimination and the existence of guilt, through the experience of a reality alternative to certainty, that of fear. History has educational value only if it is clearly explained, otherwise, it guides through fear, of being a reminder to the existential. We depend on healthy, sincere and authentic relationships, free from fears to question what they are, induced by confidences structuring their perceptions of the real on which they depend, in the balance that they can be for others, from the biases of convictions. Thus, Confidence influences Evidence to recognize what it is in what we perceive, but, if what we perceive is influenced by a confidence in a past that we recognize to be obviously present, isn't this the moment, or history can thus change, by opening the door a little to doubt, by confronting one's past, by standing up to one's fear, in order to rediscover by exposing one's knowledge and marks, the perception of a reality, depolarized from Remembrance, a present unveiled ?