Mr.Spock...now I got it!

So now has a tribute to my new acquaintace I shall write about Mr.Spock...not the ears...not the girlfriend...other deeper aspects...or not? I shall ask him or he shall answer naturally.
I hope in time I can call Pietro my friend and include his reference in this «logg» not of Enterprise but of my own vessel...that is myself...
In fact recently I have entered a very curious period of my life and perhaps the hardest...the Quest for myself..in that effort I opened my mind to new actions...though of course the thoughts have been necessarily placed somewhere in my cells ( different timings)...maybe I shall fall asleep once again dulled by the hardship of the context...or anyother light motive...
I went to see Star Trek only a few weeks ago...with me a very old friend...and a very new friend...and I made it come to place in this magical context of coincidences that I sherish...I like to meet people who make me think...of course maybe I cannot cope or accompany all they do or think or talk... but at least I can make the effort...I might even cut off permanently ( for my brain sinapses are not used to that upgrade activity and I should seek rest as a way of surviving)but the mark has been made and the memory shall remain.
So Mr.Spock cherish your Uhura and make an effort...I guess she will cope, anyway don't get too distant...«we only live once» at least with the same cell information!

Want her, have her
Two years have gone now
But I can't relate
To the never ending
Games that you play
As desire passes through
then you're open
To the truth
I hope you understand
And your love
Is standing next to me
Is standing next to me

The one you fell for
makes it seem juvenile
And you'll laugh
At yourself
Again and again
And we'll drink
To the thought
She'll remember you
Maybe tomorrow

And your love
Is standing next to me
Is standing next to me
And your love
Is standing next to me
Is standing next to me
Is standing next to me
Is standing next to me

Want her, have her
Two years have gone now
But I can't relate
To the never ending
Games that you play
As desire passes through
Then you're open
To the truth
I hope you understand

And your love
Is standing next to me
Is standing next to me
Is standing next to me
Is standing next to me