The Dreamseller- I won't baptize you, my son, in the ketchup. I hugged a dog with all myself. Will be the man, with all his tecnique, able to create something as tasty as a banana? Sometimes I am astonished by myself: "Should I quote me on the stock exchange?" There's a dull sinfulness in forcing myself to think about my death as something bad. Difference between men and nature does not exist; really I do not see among the mucus of a spider and my mobile.