Appendix: Finally, i left my bed
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Long, long ago, in a land where the concept of time had no meaning, there were four territories as it was well said in a certain book. In the third Territory, every last Friday of the month the people who think the same at the same time, gathered at the foot of the hill, that very hill that draw a singular melancholic smile over the cells for living. In those times nobody was sure what to do, that’s why the visit to the poetic tunnel -for some people empty, for the others beyond any doubt sublime- was so needed. There was no division during the ‘consultations’, the tribe was an obvious one. I discerned young gentlemen with horrendous hats and some individuals of honorable position; housewives with an air of comfortable peace and others with recognizable difficulties. There were pupils, professionals, common street people, artists and mathematicians. The Triangle was a desolate place, all mystery in the present and of excessive desire during the consultations. I couldn’t discern when everything started. For accessing the place, a quasi-ritual was required: a list, a present, some connections. Once inside, just one individual at a time, and only after expressing a sometimes hypocrite devotion towards the triangle, you where ready to ask. -“How do my shoes look?”-“Will my son-to-born be tall and elegant?-“Can I go to the second Territory?”-“Can I build this glorious monument in marble?”-“Can I demolish the bubble that is pressing the air in the horizon?”Let’s say, that at the beginning the questions were constantly naïve, and they were usually rejected by the only leader. From experience the consultants learned to use quotes that interfered with the common reasoning of the triangle, and made it accept the query in an instant. -“The statue will reflect the glory of the past and will float spreading delicious perfumes in your name”-“The bubble will also produce enough energy for five others”How could the triangle possibly deny such observations? About three minutes later a deep voice could be heard and there was an answer in form of verse, positive if the question was intelligently (manipulatively) formulated. The approval meant the mandatory execution of the action. The