(...) I saw all the things, I marveled me of everything, But everything or remained or was few - I don't know which - and I suffered. I lived all the emotions, all the thoughts, all the gestures, And I was as so sad as if I had wanted to live them and it didn't get. I loved and I hated as everyone, but for everyone that was normal and instinctive. And for me was always the exception, the shock, the valve, the spasm. Álvaro de Campos (one of fictitious name of Fernando Pessoa)in "Passage of Hours ---------- Drawn and painted in Adobe Imageready