Cell - Reflections of life and abstract thoughts
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There is a blind man and violent nature, It is located in a room of variable dimensions. Anyone who enters their space, whatever their intentions, is severely assaulted by his staff Guide. Often the intruders flee terrified often before the shock somanta, others are less lucky and cornered, they perish victims of unbridled madness of the subject.

Guardians are under the continuous debate on ethics and the purpose of that. By questioning the authority of Regent of the strange place, and management capacity. For rooms like the one they are confined in infinite corridors.

Tired of so much criticism, the Almighty in his inexhaustible wisdom told them:

– Every prisoner man this place, It is limited by the scope of your understanding, living in his own cell, and manufacturing poles for refusing to admit. Continue entering their worlds, perishing if necessary, until they themselves defeat its walls.

Finally he added:

– If anyone doubt our purpose, It would well remember how many times I entered his cell, and the truths which ended up revealing her.