The only entrance door is narrow. Sometimes a demon watches over it, sometimes an angel. You never know which one is guarding the door the moment you find yourself in front of it. But you have to cross it, it's inevitable. Behind everything has already disappeared, behind you nothing is worth anything. Everything you did to get here equals zero right now. And in front of you she is. If it is an angel or a demon you will have to find out, it is also inevitable. And you will cross the door that she blocks, but you don't know what will remain of you at the moment of crossing the threshold, because all the guardians of this door change and go from light to darkness, depending on what you do, what you respond at the moment of facing it. The question I fear most is: what is your purpose in this world?
La única puerta de entrada es angosta. A veces la cuida un demonio, a veces un ángel. Nunca sabes cuál cuida la puerta en el momento que te encuentras frente a ella. Pero tienes que cruzarla, es inevitable. Detrás ya todo desapareció, detrás ya nada vale. Todo lo que hiciste equivale a cero en este momento. Y enfrente a tí está ella. Si es un ángel o un demonio tendrás que averiguarlo, también es inevitable. Y cruzarás la puerta que ella bloquea, pero no sabes qué quedará de ti en el momento de cruzar el umbral, porque todas las guardianas de esta puerta cambian y van de la luz a la oscuridad, en dependencia de lo que hagas, de lo que respondas en el momento de enfrentarla. La pregunta que más temo es: cuál es tu propósito en este mundo?
With the help of Google Translator Esp-Eng
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