quinta-feira, 17 de novembro de 2011


‎"When I look back on my life, it's not that I don't want to see things exactly as they happened. It's just that I prefer to remember them in an artistic way. And truthfully, the lie of it all is much more honest because I invented it.

Clinical psychology tells us arguably that trauma is the ultimate killer.

Memories are not recycled as atoms and particles and quantum physics, they may be lost forever. It's as if my past was an unfinished painting, and as a painter, I fill all the spaces ugly and make it beautiful again. Not that I was dishonest, I just hate the reality"

Prelude Pathétique

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