Stagnant energy, moments of doubt and fear make us forget our true essence. These mutilated women are victims of their own minds. They struggle to stop thinking, living in the past or in the future. They are lost in the dark to come out to light. They are waiting patiently static moment in the dense energy to dissolve and walk again. They keep in mind that the time is passing, but still can not control their thoughts; They take them, see them, analyze them and eventually burn them, remembering that this reality is an illusion and that the stories we tell ourselves, that make us feel like monsters are fiction, once again the mind game. Outside they feel mutilated, rotten, forgotten, and still retain this essential beauty intact. The beauty ALL.
