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  • WAX FACE REALITY THERAPY


      
      


    Motionless loneliness clings to us inside and out, like a syrupy black cloak that only the eyes of true angels can see. Out of the meek, boyish hesitancy of your gaze, another face emerges with unexpected suddenness: a more empathetic, a more witnessing one. Between touch and tender caress, the distance between them gradually disappears and finally reveals itself in eyes that flame from the palpable, pulsating layers beneath the surface into some imperceptible secret! 

    Can there remain a chance of regret for the unconscious strangeness that has always been familiar, and which often deceives, because it flows through people?! - For every hopeful and proud look would do well to turn a blind eye to the slight defects of beauty which are now being insidiously forced and overdone by the superficial, exaggerated, superficial, exibitionist Kor! Luxury bachelorettes who exploit men to their advantage, chirpy party queens who like to wear the fur, dictate the trend and are insulted if they can't immediately make the headlines or be the centre of fancy social galas. 

    Who cares about the wounded, inner secret of a man's life these days?! In a shrunken, minority, pop-culture atmosphere, there is rarely room for anything that is thought-provoking and that romantically courts in place of total tackiness! The topography of botoxed, collagenized, bombastic, exotic bodies often deliberately obscures the playful child stuck in a mask of lip glosses, foundation powders, extravagant make-up! 

    Sneaky, pimply light writhes like the bodies of sneaky snakes; swiveling telephones of blocked spotlights may not even be paying attention to what's important. Where once men throbbed, defiant, testifying, nowadays man-puppets embedded in the beauty industry serve concrete-bribable sub-human powers. Even the monotonous sadness is more and more diversely deposited on the folds of familiar wax faces! 

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