TELL ME SOMETHING YOU DON’T WANNA TELL

Everybody has a secret. They are usually connected to sexual desires that are hidden from the first temptations. Tell me something you don’t wanna tell me. Tell me something that you have been hiding even from yourself during your entire life. Tell me something you never were able to tell anyone else. Take off all your fears, free yourself for what you want. It’s time to start to walk in the strange path of your pleasures, excuse your religion and face your monsters, they are not stronger than your natural desires. Take off your masks, be totally naked of your refinement. You are a human being like any other. Show your audacity, confidence, pride. Show who you really are. Every pleasure has a consequence. Yesterday my desire imprisoned me in the extravagant hall of impulses. I just woke up in a dark room, with blue and mostly red tones. Chained up, I feel hands pouring eye drops into my eyes, making those colors turn into doors. The bluish doors characterize skeptical conservatism. The red ones indicate the aggressiveness of the contradictory latent desire. The brain transcends and feeds the exuberant beauty of feelings, immediately activating my yearning psychological masochism.