I’m leaving you with a rather melancholy picture, but in the depths of my heart I’m happy.
As someone who perceive himself as a demonic and a nomadic shapeshifter, this movie came as a surprise, it was very interesting to see those images captured, because you grew up telling yourself that you are, much like the desert, is an unforgiven unexplored place, an unfamiliar realm, hidden beneath a changing face, deprived from talking in knowing tongues, and only using poems as mules for heavy and empty feelings. Dust Devil really stood up to unveil in the most…
What about the emptiness you left for me? Why didn't you take your absence with you?
You grabbed my hand and I looked at you, you were there, fighting the tears. I looked away and you left, you weren't there, I cried. I woke up into an endless road surrounded by trees. I was scared but you weren't there. I yelled but you weren't there. I woke up again and here I am, looking out of the window to the…
I live in a remote area because of my job. An area that has nothing except for a huge factory and some small rooms for the employees. They call it a complex, I call it a cemetery.
Every time I go into my room I feel the emptiness it feels. The small bed right beside the small couch and near the dirty window there is a four-legged green chair but one of the legs is broken so I don't use…