The fear is the best container to gestate gods. Invoke the protection of those who can destroy and devastate. Erect an altar on the lion jaws, a temple in the shadow claws, grabbing power and vitality in the shapes and contours imitations. Read through the human eye; pollute the voices of those species with anthropomorphic beliefs and instincts. Attempt to freeze the life splendor with embalming rituals, the snapshot captures time and slows the body corruption. The first photography draft stereo metric hints. Never is found a figure that alludes a decaying body, disease and senility absents. The records of such moments are omitted. The biological decline stains with eternity promises. Controllable the fictions are forged, remote world's supply the voids of unknown lines.
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