You have to be alive to feel anguished. And we live without ever knowing what anguishes us. We just try to heal the feeling of emptiness about what is still overflowing. Some seek healing in dreams, others in fantasies. There are still those who look for a way out in religion or psychotropic drugs. But no matter which door we open, we will always start from the same starting point, the same for everyone, because no matter which path to follow, living is dreaming of an escape. The Buddha, the billionaire and the artist can all suffer to the same degree. There is no cure for anguish, only cultural medicines that occasionally alleviate the pain of not reaching the sublime.

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Porn and nonsense art

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Vinni Corrêa