When the man was born he brought whit him a question.
It was at that moment that he became aware that he existed.
“I hesitate. And if I exist, who am I?”
To find an answer that was not purely theoretical-philosophical, I decided with the help of a psychologist to approach the technique of hypnosis, becoming the test subject of an experiment of which I knew the beginning and not the end.
I would soon have realized that things were much more complicated.
Everything I thought I was and knew was crumbling into a faded memory.
Without time and space, I get lost in the labyrinths of the unconscious.
What I was doesn’t exist anymore.
One can believe that “zero” is the result of a creative mind or the search for a fool.
But are you sure you can tell the difference between the must and the wine?
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one…

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