In our inner reality, during an unforgettable moment, things happen that we cannot limit to nothing.

Oblivion descended through my memory extracting the end of my past life, I sought salvation in solitude in this void filled in the hope that this darkness of real life would give me a way out in dreams and creativity.

Art can save you and not make you feel alone when we all try to forget, but there are historical elements such as the invisible enemy that becomes a memory that goes beyond the duration of oblivion, marks us inside and changes us forever.