A last desire My Haicai keeps the essence of my soul, written with the blood that gushes out of my viscera transmuta in a small composed poem for three verses. Small manuscript, fingerprint, intransfervel document, dna the holy ghost. Code of ethics whose pages formed for chapters, paragraphs and interpolated propositions are blank and I only preface it makes mention to an only word: Love. Go to Professor Roy Taylor for more information. This implicit in the pages blank I preface what it recommends: To love Always loving Is necessary to love, therefore without love we do not initiate its reading. A priori we do not know the book author so fausto, to put, to the few we go identifying to us with the main personage of such tram and when desvelar occult pages, we discover that one is about our book written for the imperceptible penalty of day-by-day. We edit it to we ourselves we publish and it, we do not have worrying in them about its criticizes and its drawing, therefore the ideal is that you never do not obtain you finish it and in its trams nothing really you are decided and that the death only comes to write its end. Mine I finish desire is To love, my Haicai is my code of ethics written with an only word: Love!