Existence is a lurking stygian force, continuosly feeding and afflicting every life

Exposing weakness in the wake of its ubiquitous malignity

The dawn of mankind was an aberration!

And now the dark crepuscular stars want to devour its mistake

The damaged caused by this alarming revelation is irreversible and carved into stone

There is no exception as the withering womb underlines our fragile relation to the divine

Birth as the start of a process that constitutes a progressive, constant and irreversible physical and mental decay, something that is inseparable from one's emergence in the world

Not with the lack of being, but with the suffering and dying of what is alive

A man will not be deprived of happiness, because he will never exist, and the absence of happiness will not be bad, because there will be no one who will be deprived of this good