I don’t have words to express my gratitude with all of you, even if I had them, they wouldn’t be enough.
There are like 100 soldiers with whom I speak, but for the time and the rush, I only publish part of my gift now:
Over the darkness world where all the hope is lost and there is nothing else to see, but a weak light on the horizon shine saying: “remember all the sadness and frustration and let it go…”
A voice from that light tell us a history, its history, pay attention:
Where the stars sing, your light shines by itself over that dark world covering in white rays the yours.
A soldiers appear running to reach your fire. In a park, they look around it searching through the shadows and that mist. What are they looking for? You!
Their friends need your lights. Where are the angels singing? Those soldiers won’t give up in their fight against the dark, even if your light goes out. Our will will be the path.
Keep showing us your energy and together we will protect each other and our world from that black presence. This light is their leader, and those warriors are ourselves!
Without anyone realized it, the history that the voice told them became into the reality. Now with all the problems we have in our own lives, we always take care of the others, because we are not friends, we are family, and together we scream:
Whenever we are now: #LongLifeLinkinPark
There is not need to say be strong, we are strong! So I just say: Don’t forget that I love you all and love the life!