Appetizers ?
"My name doesn't matter. Nor my origin.
In fact I don't have name, nor sex, neither age, nor land.
Man or woman. Child or old.
Yesterday or tomorrow.
The two genders, the three tenses, the four ages and the four cardinal points converge in me and in me they dissolve.
My soul is transparent; if you look inside you will sink in a cold and vertiginous clarity, and at heart you will not find anything that is mine. Nothing, except the image of your desire, that until then you ignored..."
Entrance
