In The Everyday Life Battle we balance between truth and lie, wisdom and stupidity, modesty and pride. Every fallings down acompany risings up, every victories acompany defeats. Depending on viewpoint - greatness becomes meanness and a tragedy changes into a comedy. In the sunlight we are going round in the darkness of temptations and still crossing magical border from, sometimes, we can’t move away. Perhaps spiritual blindness or powerlessness is this power which tells us lose way. And, maybe, human nature is the power becouse of which we are losing our head for love, lust of knowledge, money and fame. Alternatively - because of excess of adversities we are losing faces and becoming trunk doomed to failure? Medicine says: human’s death is the death of his brain. Supposing that head is head office of our mind and supposing that mind is the essence of humankind - we can assume that human heads are specific sanctuaries of humanity. When we are loosing ability to logical thinking - we are profane.
Profanum is my story about human without head.