Through the door

The man who comes back through the door in the wall will never be quite the same as the man who went out. He will be wiser but less sure, happier but less self-satisfied, humbler in acknowledging his ignorance yet better equipped to understand the relationship of words to things, of systematic reasoning to unfathomable mystery which it tries, forever vainly, to comprehend.

Aldous Huxley – The doors of perception

Anonymous

Rarely or never I post a track with artworks taken from other artists.
This is the case: Walking Through Walls.

I think that art has to remain possibly anonymous to be real art … that’s my poor opinion.
And more: a real artist must walk through the walls to be appreciated.
Anonymous ghosts?

Dystopia

Reaching the power of invisibility among people is a great power in this era, but you have to be ready … sometimes you can even be unsure of your own existence. Are you afraid of the desert? Do you exist when no one is watching you? At least, what I hope is that someone is listening, out there.

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