Did you stop sometimes to check how your brain is scarred sometimes to death with no stop flows of fears and useless prejudice or insecurities. I am sure that both you and me could write a book about these daily insomnia creepy moments that sometime take over my and your thoughts. The exercise seems to be how to deal with these moments of weakness and how to...

the mythological figures the depicted recumbent lion with a human head the thrilling unaesthetics of a poker-faced boredom and all the aesthetics of car accidents… do you see the tragic beauty of the portrait of marylin monroe after her suicide, it is the winter season, in the Madness and Civilization and one can see the gangster funerals, and fragile mrs...

“I am an invisible man. No, I am not a spook like those who haunted Edgar Allan Poe; nor am I one of your Hollywood-movie ectoplasms. I am a man of substance, of flesh and bone, fibber and liquids – and I might even be said to possess a mind. I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me.” Ralph Waldo Ellison, The Invisible...