EYLLIAE
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HILARIOUS RECOGNITION Of An Artistic Journey

We Must Overcome This Apprehension That We May Feel At Home. Enter This Kind Of Universe. Polarity Is Imperceptible At First Glance As She Excels In This Subtle Art. Hide Knowledge In Order To Deliver It Only To The Initiates She Chooses. An Inspired And Obscure Provocation Punctuated By Tormented Shards. It Is As Delicate As It Is Intelligible To Revisit Each Detail Which Will Only Belong To Minds Disposed To Understand It. Transpose The Work.© Eylliae

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Extract From The Text: Hell. I Wandered The Deep Corridors Of Darkness Beyond. The Meeting Of A Known Soul. No Shadow Of One Of Those I Would Have Loved. Heaven! But Where? So Were They?I Was Surprised Not To Catch A Glimpse Of The Silhouettes Of The Lost Specters. No Parents, Sisters, Brothers, Husbands, Lovers, Friends! Was I The Only Evil Spirit In This Perfect Family? But In My Pitiful Existence, I Was The Bad One And Everyone Else The Good Ones? From Then On ;agreed! I Did Not Go To Attend Mass Every Sunday, Unable To Recite In Its Full Version “I Believe In God”. I Was Hardly Going To Confess, Postponing The Explanations With The High Authority. à Later. However, I Implored And Prayed To Heaven Warmly When Circumstances Required It. Work, Money, Healing From Illnesses, Strength, Courage, Talent, Beauty, Etc. And Everything I Wanted!From There à Inflict Such Punishment On Me? What Ingratitude!I Did Not Allow Myself Any Theft, Not Even An Apple Per Day Of Great Scarcity. I Only Embezzled A Few Small Purses. The State? Stealing From A Thief Was Hardly Considered A Crime. Through My Humble Conscience Like A Sin, I Only Saw The Just Return Of The Good Stolen From Me. Returned To Its Original Owner. After All, It Is Written In The Bible To Give Back To God. Pierre What Was At Hand Peter! I Allow Myself No Crime, Although The Urge Attacks My Mind Sometimes!