The Pope is dead, the priests are still fighting for power, always in disguise, a little boy on tv is crying for help, a woman is praying to God to save her kid from a true nightmare, Madonna is publishing two more books and is now called Esther, due to her new Qaballah belief, S. is still in love and smiling, an older couple is screaming "we got enough money just to be able to live half of each month" and I am lighting secret candles to my God to grant me this one wish I am left here with, to go on, to feel again the warmth inside.Trying to keep the faith and feel the trust, in a world where everyone is allowed to speak about feelings, without even really feeling them.