Divine comedy ACT 1

Ascensum Spiritus artis.

(the rise of the artistic spirit)

The head holds the man, the feet move it, the neck rotates it, the hands scratch it.

With such assets, how do hominoids manage to lose it?

The content brings nothing to the container except the inconstancy of the encyclopedism that it encloses, obscuring the idea of using it. The bad forcing him to multiply arrogances, backbiting... only artistic souls full of common sense divert this cacophony of useless educational vestiges. They replace all contents with wild understandings, allowing humanity to alleviate the slavery of the senses. © Eylliae