im in this panic room,
a fantastic lucid dream.
In this silence, of peace and wisdom. My soul is running desperatly by a high way.
I have no more thoughts of anything. I just think white and space. My voice is floating. And i have no more fears with my dualities.
Then again i felt identificated with this awesome fragment of the video "nam june paik- Wolf Vostell"
And between so many random stuff in my head, "SPERMS" was an invading word, which i cant take out. The fighting for life , that fightning for triumph and possession.
That waking of life, in such a pretty and tiny way. The beginning of this virtual insane ilussion, the beginning of the most random act of living called LOVE.
decidir,fecundar,aceptar,recibir y dar.