I come from another world. My identity is nothing. I erased my personal history.
We have several lives and several bodies: at least eight. Only one is visible: the physical body.
Irrational is the other name of madness. Scary isn’it? Difficult matter. Disturbing but capital.
Your life is before you like an ocean. You don’t see the shore. My life too is an ocean, but behind me.
Obedience or madness, last choice of the sorcerer. I take both.
The friends we’ve had all look like Juan Matus. The Maestro even more.
My goal is not of this world – After life, I want the adventure to continue in full consciousness
Intelligence everywhere, love and beauty for your plenty and upliftment.
The brain interprets the signals of the senses through the filter of our prejudices.
As soon as you succeed, the nightmare begins. You find yourself naked.
Those who bother me are removed. Conversely, my helpers are rewarded.
A joyful elf dances in my heart. He paints with champagne the grey hours of doubt.