My life was empty and my soul was scourged by myown sins. Decadent and corrupt I am… I am evil.

I see sarcastic and obscene visions of angels and demonsflirting with the souls of men creating horror and deitiesin surreal worlds, and writing plays for us to perform;while I am being dragged into the darkness. I want toknow who is doing all this… I fell back into that lethargicdream of bottomless pits and deserts hanging from theskies.

All existence is in vain: unexplained and sterile. I’llend up alone with all my doubts that will haunt meforever, even after my death..." An excerpt from the book "The Master of the Realities

An innocent breath of life comes from the deep of all darkness! It just takes a moment, an instant and right after, everything becomes absolutely corrupted! The existence, the thought! I’ve lived in nothingness for eternities, I know, I have felt it, it was engraved in my soul. Although I cannot give faith and witness… I know; I’ve been in nothingness and from the nothingness I have returned..."An excerpt from the book: The Master Of Realities: The Labyrinth Of The Dead Souls

Time which destroys everything, even time itself...

In the illusion of delusion, between madness andlawlessness I exist. I dream about dreams, about illusionsand disillusions and cold and madness and you…

I feel that I was possessed…possessed by demons; those who are and always are going to be, they are inviting me, they desire me and they live because of me…

I want to breathe God, I want to reach God, I want to touch God… I want to be God! No! These are only the nonsense ravings of a weak and perverse mind.

In the illusion of delusion, between madness and lawlessness I exist. I dream about dreams, about illusions and disillusions and cold and madness and you… the source. Known and unknown and the eternity and the darkness flittering with my soul and on the outside ofmemories; cages and cages of feelings caught in a single line of dreams shackled to a thought