The vein has opened and the blood spills between the limbs, it touches the ground and in each spilled drop grow the branches that trap the dirty and corrupt being, strangle it like a snake and slowly engulf it.
The truth must be shown, the veil must be torn and the illusion must show its true face. Lies, deception, betrayal approach you like reapers and immobilize you and lick your face with a long, slimy tongue, blind your eyes, and you conform, and stop walking because your feet do not respond. Truth as a concept does not exist but to make the antithesis of the lie, truth is in itself truth, everything that surrounds as long as it exists and can be perceived, felt, smelled, smelled, felt, heard, internalized is in itself a truth. The lie arises from the free will of the one who is in charge of spreading the truth, of the one who trusts and decides to hide, to transform, to dislocate, to invalidate everything that is and will be for the rest of eternity.