Silence is the most powerful cry
Think of a sunflower. They blow to the sun. But if you see them bowed down, it means they are dead.
If it is deep, you have to think it – Schopenhauer
She likes it when I suddenly appear.
Princess, your behind is blowing in the wind.
Are we going to let heaven decides that too?
If you say my name I am not there anymore.
Look they have turned everything around. Look where they have put the kitchen.
Take me away.
I want to get on that train.
They are making buttons and soap out of us.
Fat, fat, ugly, ugly, all yellow in reality.
If you ask me what I am… I answer, cheap, cheap, cheap.
Good bye dream, sweet dreams. Sleep.
Good job Ferrucco. It worked.
A movie to watch. More than once. More than twice. A movie to internalize.
