Look into my eyes for this is the penitentiary of people from the deepest abysses of eternal damnation. Meet the demons that these black holes imprisoned, leashed and waiting for their turn on the noose or the gates. One by one, escaping from reckless prison guards, becoming words, piercing anyone dumb and ignorant. Free and dauntless, intriguing and intimidating, inviting others to come and follow.
a futile attempt to surrealism