Sure you saw Alice in Wonderland, remember the cookie?. Well, I’d find one in particular to grow, to see without fear of the great things are hidden from my eyes, to vibrate in a violin string, to sing closing my eyes, that more could be if it is to see people smiling and dancing in the season, “We’ll see what happens next”
Eat me, surely find it in the smiling eyes of an Asian girl or white background in the eyes of a black man, perhaps not out, and another closer to what I think.

Eat me you saw in the story palatable, appetizing as life at birth, all is discovered, but as we grow we eat it.
What is the season, “We’ll see what happens next,” the name of transition, one in which you expect the unexpected, one in which you rest for a while, one that creates a space to think.

Eat me, often confuses us with her ​​appearance, but just finished testing it, as well as attractive is, so look for it in the details of this world, in the wise words of someone who could see more than me.