Transcendental jest, ironies of destiny.

"There is nothing more foolish than treating seriously the frivolous things; but there is nothing more elegant than offering the frivolous together with the serious things."

Erasmo.
Letter for Tomás Moro.
Tribute to the   craziness.

There are two ways of lifting up the head and looking at the sky, said Plato, one to sneeze and the other one to know what religiously and cosmologically means the firmament. Aristotle also shall have said that there are two ways to bend down the head, one to avoid to step into a dog's excrements and the other one to understand the reality by observation and experience.

In this experiment of juggling hyperboles, litotes, antithesis, metaphors and plays on words-images-time (Sterne. Tristam Shandy), in this looping display (Deleuze y Guattari), between saying something while trying not to say it or giving things the name of their opposite in a way that the grotesque can reach the sublime, as the beauty of the true being of Victor Hugo's Quasimodo, the failure turning into victory (Blessed are the poor in spirit), the upwards fall, the ignorance turning into wisdom (Socrates), the small into the large (Swift. Gulliver's Travels), parts into a whole (Frankenstein), the whole into parts (Jack the Ripper) and the profane into the religious (Saint Ignatius of Loyola, a soldier of Christ), there are created distorting mirrors reflecting the ambiguity of the images in a destiny of ironic-dramatic contortion (Sophokles and Aeschylus), of toast with scrambled eggs in a hotel in New York (The Empire State and the Virgin Mary), a joke, a polyphonic clownery of fate, with roaring laughter included.

The transfiguration of the profane room into the holy, from fairground booth to temple. The sanctification of destiny. Why are the bearded dwarfs growing?

There are two ways to explain it: one, because they realise a monstrously beautiful movement from the finite to the endless with parabolic velocity like a specialised spaceship when leaving the earth (Mark Dery), of vehement desire and metalinguistic contemplation in a permanent cinematic seach for the truth (St. Augustine), or the other, they recognise, like holy candy floss, the fundamental importance of the spiritual dimension in their lives.