I'll Never Waste My Dreams

As Soon As One Knows One Is Going To Die, Childhood Is Over.... So One Can Be Grown Up At Seven. Then, I Believe Most Human Beings Forget What They Have Understood, Recover Another Sort Of Childhood That Can Last All Their Lives. It Is Not A True Childhood But A Kind Of Forgetting. Desires And Anxieties Are There, Preventing You From Having Access To The Essential Truth.

Good Men Make Good Rhinoceroses, Unfortunately.

You Can Only Predict Things After They Have Happened.

To Me The World Seems Grotesque, Absurd, Ridiculous, Painful.

In The History Of Humanity There Are No Civilizations Or Cultures Which Fail To Manifest, In One Or A Thousand Ways, This Need For An Absolute That Is Called Heaven, Freedom, A Miracle, A Lost Paradise To Be Regained, Peace, The Going Beyond History... There Is No Religion In Which Everyday Life Is Not Considered A Prison; There Is No Philosophy Or Ideology That Does Not Think That We Live In Alienation.... Humanity Has Always Had A Nostalgia For The Freedom That Is Only Beauty, That Is Only Real; Life, Plenitude, Light.