All the catastrophes, wars and natural disasters make us think that we are just a body and its shell. No shell, no person. But is it really true? Maybe a person is not just bones and meat, but something more? Memories, textures, states? We still don't know, because everyone puts their own meaning into life. This is about a man's attempt to reassemble himself by his organs, which makes him a simple piece of meat. Only by remembering the insignificant moments of his life, which make up every minute of it, does he become a Human Being.
Atsiliepimų nerasta...
OR
Enter your username and email (the password will be emailed to you):
