I always chased my ambitions;

A quiet life in a hamlet.

Just perfect, at one with nature.

A life - just divine.

I was always out of the matrix.

Waiting for the clock to turn 60. It is nearly 30.

Life goes by, pleasantly, minute by minute; year by year.

Where is home, the planet to which I belong?

The purpose of my birth - to serve the creator of the universe. I am her servant. I bow.