The knapsack of acquired knowledge was a chain around my neck that made me walk in circles. It took me three years to figure it out. I got rid of her to see for myself. I was publishing a logbook so as not to have to remember and as an open debate proposal. Nobody debates, at most, they insult. Then I understood that my path was very lonely. The clinical trials that I organized served me to validate the results in third parties, verifying their objectivity, but only on the initial practice. The rest I never made public. However, one warm afternoon in the summer of 2017, stretched out on a solitary scree on the Balozano riverbed, I understood the anagami's trap. Despite my oath, I reluctantly accepted the Commission.