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- Published by:
- henri félix fortier durand
- Published:
- 1/9/2016
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Poster / 12" x 18"2 pages
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- Art
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Most of us, 'think' war, they immediately go for the weapons as a mean to extinguish their own anguish, that forever animal fog which just hovers over each instinctual persona; There lays no blame or shame or fame into that mirage, for it is just that, a mirage waiting for the individual to walk into; Suddenly, it becomes 'real' for it has taken over our existential skin, that never 'seen' one, yet primordial for fear is just that, an animal survival illusion, for are we not all just built to die? But, meanwhile, instead of cowering into the fear of one's own death, trying to prove our own eternity through the killing of all there is, until one becomes the prey, could not that time span, however it is, be used to existentially 'get out of the animal's way'? I am speaking now about that specific animal which lies in wait, deeply embedded within our bones, blood, muscles, sending up it's own dreams straight into our brain, clogging it with illusions of power, adrenalin charged impulsions ...