A Ride To Red Mountain
There cannot be truly what is inactive art, for how wondrous a task it is to wield spears at ideas cemented in stolen blood?
So, could the act of making cinema be considered an auto-didactic phenomenon?
Time, is it an object to be known or a way of being? Is time ever in the making, happening as it retains within itself the frozen past? Does...
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