Salutations towards you dear wide world, to all of you who live in constant paradox of life. I am Stamat. Like you, I am too an animal and I am not, in the same time. I am the superposition of reason and lunacy. A bag of bones and a higher reasonable being. Nothing and everything. Imprisoned by chains of my own emotions and a body that drives them I struggle the infinite battle to break free. The battle for a higher pure moral, something lost in time or never really existed. A divine light at the end of a tunnel. I, like many of you, battle for the impossible. I exist.