"Sculptured memories and reflections tantalize in a spectral ballet like wisps of smoke; the analytical reflection inside such undercurrents is delicious work for the reader. Complexity and diversity of conscious life can be imagined as generously flashing before the eyes-as in a last, desperately drawn out, critical moment."
--Miguel Escobar
"Sculptured memories and reflections tantalize in a spectral ballet like wisps of smoke; the analytical reflection inside such undercurrents is delicious work for the reader. Complexity and diversity of conscious life can be imagined as generously flashing before the eyes-as in a last, desperately drawn out, critical moment."
--Miguel Escobar