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I THINK THE RED CEILING IS THE GREATEST PHOTOGRAPH EVER BECAUSE IT TELLS YOU SOMETHING MORE SOMETHING EVEN GRATER AND TRANSCENDENTAL.
THIS WORLD LOOKS VERY SHINNY, SWEET AND COLORFUL BUT WHEN YOU STARE AT IT MAKE NO SENSE. IT LOOKS BANAL BORING AND GAY. THE EXISTENCE FEELS LIKE PAIN AND YOU GET SHIVERS THROUGH YOUR SPINE, YOU LAY HOURS IN YOUR BEDROOM ALONE AND HORNY WHILE STARING AT THE CEILING TRYING TO MAKE SENSE ABOUT IT ALL BUT YOU CAN'T.
ALL THIS RED REPRESENT SOMETHING UNCOMFORTABLE SOMETHING DANGEROUS LIKE THE CEILING WAS PAINTED WITH BLOOD. I CAN FEEL THE WARMTH OF IT IN ITHE LATE HOURS OF EARLY MORNING. SO WEIRD, SO NIHILISTIC, SO BRUTAL IN ITS NATURE.
BUT LOOK THE WHITE LINES, SOME KIND OF HOPE? BUT LOOK IN THE CORNOR HOW THE DARKEST OF THE DARK, SOMETHING EVIL LIKE A DISEASE IS EATING THE WHITE WHICH IS PURE AND HOPE. BUT LOOK THOSE REMAINING WHITE LINES ARE LEADING UP TO THE CENTER OF THE CEILING WHERE THERE IS A BULB, A LIGHT, THE CENTER OF THE UNIVERSE. THAT BULB IS THE GOD HIMSELF. BUT LOOK THE BULB IS OFF. ITS A REFERENCE YES, "THE GOD IS DEAD".
SOMEONE KILLED THE GOD AND PAINTED THE CEILING AND THE WALLS WITH HIS BLOOD.
LOOK THERE IS AN ILLUSTRATION HANGING ON THE WALL. NOW THERE IS NOTHING LEFT FOR HUMAN BEINGS TO DO THEY HAVE ONLY THREE OPTIONS.
FRIST IS TO JUST STARE AT THE CEILING, STARE AT THE WALLS FEARING THE DEATH WHILE SIMULTANEOUSLY EMBRACING IT, STARING AT THE BLUB, BELIEVING, FEARING AND LOOKING AT A FLASE HOPE, PRETENDING ITS STILL SPREADING LIGHT, PRETENDING THE GOD IS NOT DEAD.
SECOND IS TO JUST DISTRACT THEMSELVES WITH HEDONISM TILL THEIR DEATH.
THIRD IS TO SPILL THEIR OWN BLOOD AND GET FREEDOM FROM THE SUFFERING OF LIFE WHO IS THE PRISONER OF DEATH.
