The water on Mars, nobody didn’t more believe, a probe to had proved it. The travel in univers bring the dreams and the scientist or theortict cofirmations. However, sometimes I tell him that we would conclude our problems on earth, before of we send in air. But I stay surprise by this few two fourteen thousand photos of this bulimic art, the spacial modul don’t stop, the meteors hurt it and him insensitive to death smells, he execute this functions. We be back, the past more clear and the futurs more perilous. How many to crash to the way, or on board of areoplane without wings? Idon’t know, always is he that our neighbours are more nearly that never, and I hope that the title of film Mars Attack, isn’t a premonition. See the water live and dead, intersideral James Bond, finally the reality beyond the fiction. She must to be beautiful the earth in lunar orbital, and somewhere I smile to know of my alive that if the technologies continous to explosed, one day I will be on a Chat on the Martien Forum.