What's left.

And that's the title that came to my mind when the window opened. What's left. And as usual why?
Which is the barrier that stops the flowing of the energy?
Why am I writing this metaphisyc crap?
Do we really have the power?
Are we just pawns of the Universe?
Do things have a reason?
Or things just happen?

I don't know, and probably will never know...
Just want to live, not to suffer life, but to live life.

I guess that's all for today