Imagens soltas

White man looking for something...on the floor... preaps coins? Bugs?
Food? An apple?! Just somethin?!...well we seem to know where he's
going...How do we know? Well, we've being looking remember? For food?
For an apple? For firends? yhap we know
he have been misguided. What? They ask. How do I know we shall not
observe, and that is the point, preaps somebody have tell him, what, I
say, what the propose she have tell him? We souldn't have write this,
but I am looking... for coins, for dresses, for bugs, for food, for
friends, for something...



Preaps this litle elephant is more important that it know



Puzzles in the sky...

Always the same story again and again, they talk about sensability, lack of cofidence, fear...non realizing that their making their cliches.



Se fosse um quadro chamar-lhe-ia "purity".

Blind Justice. Since the beggining of the world.