Often I turn into an inscrutable ocean. I remember it, I never forget it. I don't lack strength and like the waves I lull myself between black and white amusing myself in a circus of horrors. Adorable monstrous human creatures perfect for living these cruel but never senseless times. The variation of their hideous forms it's what my thoughts are. Like crazy black monkeys roll around screaming on the circus ring at the crack of the tamer's whip. In the darkness of my depths I smile so as not to cry to those human creatures exceptionally ugly who keep me company and for a while they are my everything. I put on my glasses and I see in them some small imperishable truths. But the circus is already dismantling the marquee and the black monkeys dream beautiful dreams in full colours. A deformed humanity greets me and silently returns in the inscrutable casket.