“I wish I could do whatever I liked
behind the curtain of “madness”.
behind the curtain of “madness”.
Then I’d arrange flowers,
all day long, I’d paint pain, love and
tenderness,
I would laugh as much as I feel like at the stupidity of others,
and they would all say: “Poor thing, she’s crazy!”
Above all I would laugh at
my own stupidity.
I would build my world which while I lived,
would be in
agreement with all the worlds.
The day, or the hour, or the minute that I lived
would be mine and everyone else’s
my madness would not be an escape from
“reality”.
(Frida Kahlo)
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