Here Roam Lions

I hate entertainers. I mean what I do. One should make music as if one's life depended on it. Death should not be excluded. Otherwise, it's better to remain silent.

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(about the lion's mane)

Yesterday I read a book on floral decoration (“Faux Flowers”, great title), where it was stated that a child always runs after the brightest colours; emphatic, loud colours… but pleasure hides in the hues of the imperceptible. Like the lion’s mane as he tears you apart, it doesn’t quite hurt yet, and it’s all thinking in circles. ¿How did I get here?

Angel Ortuño