This film portrays the strength that art has in surviving the megalithic tricks and repressions that the State manipulates towards its compatriots. The colors reflecting the dominance over the being, which, if not thinking, is tortured by its religious, political and academic doctrines, staining and building the States with drops of blood, but the art subjugated and repressed by lobotomized intellectuals of the three doctrines is what we hang and endure our arts and our values in the face of a bankrupt ethics/morality, a false truthfulness created only for the purpose of dominating one another. This art of ours survives and grows stronger as we fight to open up the bulging eyes of our society, already manipulated into being blind, deaf and mute. Our art doesn't speak, it screams! Scream! For only then can ears clogged with false sermons be unblocked like a vase full of shit overflowing with anguish.
