A look upon the life and the ease of how the man loses himself in automatisms which reality brings him. Where end up the dreams of youth? How much the man manages to defend his way in Life and how much he loses himself during the way, in one life “dead” for the sense worthy of being searched. How much are we taken away by the everyday life and those needings of recognition, of self-manifestation, of feeling, which we are not prepared to renounce,  but which are unable to offer a proper sense to our life?