Life and what happens are really strange. A close friend of mine told me that he had lived for about 40 years in 4 square meters in a Cuban prison and he had always felt free, while everybody said he was in jail. Another friend who lived in the former Soviet Union told me that he had lived all his life in a big prison, while everyone said he was free. What is it important in life? What people say, or our experience, or God saying the truth about life?