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Spring 2003, a new war
starts. Childhood memories flood back to me. I feel hurt. I look at
my images, images that were once part of the world that I created
myself… Suddenly, I could see through them. I discovered they hid a
different reality. I had been living in an illusion, in a world that
does not really exist, except in my subconscious.
Once these images spoke of calming colors, open spaces and serenity.
What had been a white cloud in a deep blue sky, now the same cloud
was part of a threatening landscape. Images of fear, shadows and
darkness – these were all I see and sense. The ground beneath my
feet shakes. I wake up to discover that my world is changing
again.
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