Watch the waves are drawn

While not choose, everything remains possible.
But people tend to rush, they focus in goals that aren't ends but moments.
A goal is the end only when death comes after.
The paradox comes when, past those goals, comes boredom. And people wish to be in other places with other people, in other house witn other job, other look, other type of kisses on the memory of skin.
And they start to dream, and the start to live in their dream. And know the vertigo of parallel lifes within the same retina, and the power to disappear and be in both places, and live doubly for yourself, and be half for each of your worlds. And finally be mystery, be pure life that defies its own rules and terms overthrows wanted to simply be.

While not choose, everything remains possible. But we have to decide to be alive. We are cast to do something. 

Damn, what? Can be everyhing?

Maybe not, but can become many posibilities, certainly different than expected. 

Just throw your stone and watch the waves are drawn.