How could i know if the meeting is going to the shutter space when the tiny voices raise from the mourning and the battle field .
Identifying the urge to the field of maintaining the line,the fluidity and ruins held in those rural corners of a matrix .
Rhythms fall apart fragments are produced and the sensitive field is decomposed , opposed to servitude of the knowledge , imagery is created and her rivals are the rivals of knowing ..
that alterity created by a field , an endless process of the finite ,
because the finite is in itself in a non ending virtue of image defined ,
and the socio-political of a front-era in a time-space ..