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The opposite side is inserted into the right eye breaking up into a thousand streams of coloredstars, which sometimes fall one on top of the other confusing and confusing me. It’s strangeand beautiful, this continuous fall, it’s whirling, I can’t stop it in any way even if I wanted to.My hand becomes as big as a mountain, it detaches itself from my body and becomes a tractorthat grinds up earth and my nose. I’ve gathered my few things, I’ve made a strawberry cake.I swallow it whole without ever looking back. Behind me are the usual ants, my faithful friends.They greet me joyfully and I think they must be telling me something. But it’s too loud tounderstand them, I can’t hear any of their important message.It’s already night and I realize I’m still wearing the same pajamas I was wearing two nights ago;I’ve always had them on. But how much me has passed? It doesn’t matter, I like spending allmy me with my ant friends. I show them my latest paintings and ask what they think. But Ihave to stop right away because the rainbow dragon has arrived and wants the last threemonths’ rent paid. I tell him firmly that I’ll pay it whenever I feel like it, which is, never. Listento the rustling of the leaves, it’s beautiful, isn’t it? The wind is light and caresses my old skinlike a square balloon. Sometimes, often, never, I think that two of us are too many and thatmaybe three is better. Even if it’s difficult to communicate, it’s not necessary. So I finally decideto get dressed, because it’s cold, and I put on a coat, scarf, and hat. I go out and fall repeatedlyon the stairs... I fall and fall again and find myself walking on my hands because my feet havebecome two yellow and green umbrellas.I want to paint because I bought beautiful new colors, and I’m curious. I mix them and theysmell so good that instead of using them for my painting, I eat them all... I’m full now and Isee that my stomach has become my last beautiful painting. I hang myself on a wall in frontof the mirror and I really like my stomach-painting and I want to sell it to the rainbow dragoneven if he’s so ignorant, but I need the money because next month I want to go to Pluto viaSaturn and Mars, and I want to take my ant friends with me. ~Claudio Parentela
