"In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between, there are doors..." [William Blake] An old pilgrim dressed in rags observes a flower in the dark of the night ... The old man is a door between the things that are known and unknown ... symbolizes the decline and the end of what we have taken for real, and now it is perceived as ephemeral and inconsistent, as the poverty of his clothes dragged by time. The proximity of death as an unavoidable truth gives his own vision; a new and deeper insight not limited to visual perception, and beyond logic and laws of the world. Maybe that's why in the dark of night can contemplate the beauty of a flower.

A conversation at the microMeeting de Ru'a [visions] at the CCCBA. 05.17.2013 "Knowing the West with my own eyes ... Despite globalization, we never see images of the white man working ... We see that he is in a hurry, but who cleans his streets? ... My grandfather told me that the white man He deceives us, tells us that we are poor, but we are not! What happens is that he only knows one level of wealth, the most basic, the most ephemeral and material ... For him, everything that is not visible is madness or superstition ... "

"Those who are on the road of the heart show their wounds...". Farid Ud-Din Attar. S.XI. Persia. Cd rom_interactive. Zayd Ibn Dawra 2000 Marrakesh. Collaborations: Zoubida el Bouzidi. IDEP.