"Little by little my blood is flowing, until one day there won´t be any left.."

miércoles, noviembre 10, 2004

Has imagination a limit? Has creativity a frontier?Where do our lives end?
Our ilimited imagination is structured by creativiy. The uncertanity of our lives like unpredictable frontiers stop our creativity fomr thriving imagination. Our lives end when the impossibility of expression is due to the stagnation of art and creativity as a result of determined structures and prohibitions in our instinct of imagination.
Let yourself be free, create, imagine, let out what you have inside!
" Will you miss me? I´d like to know..."