What is human being beneath its moral flesh? What can remain If not the wonder of a thirsty soul. Always showing up and always there. The human as a victim of a personal civil war. The model of its own show. Dead by self hand. And the mirror of a counter reflection will show no face, no eyes and thus no tears to shed. All frontiers are dead. The frost and the alcazar of mind. Mind up the mind gap!
This is only an introduction of death. A death salute and a kiss on forehead.
This is only an introduction of death. A death salute and a kiss on forehead.
