NR.2
"MIRROR OF HOPE", 
25x28cm
NR.1
"CRIDDLE OF DESTINIES",
22x31cm
CONTACT &
NR.6
"A FACE FROM BEYOND", 
36x44cm
NR.5
MOTHER OF GOD, 
20x31cm
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Tired,wet...and open
   If  the whole human existence 
 and experience would take
 place only to converge at the
 end into a blood descompositon 
 procces of sanguineous plasma 
 and water,and further into 
 organic matter for the
 inspissation of a collector 
 humus of human fosills,...
 it should have been invented 
 a religion of siucide,...and  
 priests to sanctify gallows... 
 ...this only if all the sense of 
 existance would have been 
 taken place ONLY along  the
 fluid between two fixed points:
 the birth and the death...
    Once, a God entered our world,
 ...smilling. While He was walking
 the earh, His smile, stolen from
 a white face, fadding  it was 
 blooming on lips of scroungers,  
 blinds and hungers, holding their
 trembling  hands above, with a 
 stupid, ignorant smile...
   After   a while, looking arround, 
 He whispered:
      "My fragile beings...my tired, 
 twisted creatures,... I have come 
 for you to rest ...to soothe your 
 wounds...To give you my body to 
 walk,...my eyes to see,...my soul
 to appease your hunger...Break 
 from me and eat, for I AM THE
 BREAD OF LIFE!... Fade your
 death in me, and taste of my
 life, for I AM THE PATH...I AM
 THE TRUTH...for I AM THE  
 LIFE!"
Joseph
NR.3
"VOICE OF CONSCIENCE",
27x37cm
NR.4
"Arh.GABRIEL"
20x31cm
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