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max ernst - the fireside angel

It feels weird what´s going on. It´s like you can smell the end of a burning Era; but not yet see the new beggining.

Time began to change -and that´s to run wild- in the middle of the decade. Time, nowadays, is crazy.

Imagine a clock loosing its coherence. Imagine people loosing their temper easier each day. Imagine strange things going on, "published" in the massmedia, influence of and for crazy people. Influence of to be actions.

It feels right to know that as the Earth is changing, People are changing too. We will see the end of this world as we know it. Fear for the unknown because we are identified to the nightmare. Impossible to dream big as we are domesticated to be used and thrown away by the system. Controlled over our souls by millions of lies we have created. The double Thunder shacking our consciousness. Fire in our eyes in order to wake up from the long dream; and then, laughter. A big laugh for the miracle. Such a happiness we haven´t experienced yet (although some people when sex) conmoción. We have been told such a good joke... and now we know: the game is over.

Laugh your life out.