Genius either loves to the death, or hates to the core. For
the two of them, it is a seamless structure.
They are unwilling to enter the world. "Freak".
This forbidden love waited many years after Lorca's death. Dalí made it public.
I don't know what kind of state of mind. His love for him was more like a memory of excessive pain .because except for the poet .
He indulged in the gentle country of women all his life. He never saw any hint of
preference for gay sex. He
breathed the lonely air flowing in Spain. They were perfectly combined in the film of Buñuel.
So in these veins The pulsating lust.
It becomes the eyeball cut by the woman. The pussy on the man's mouth. The priest who carries the piano and the bull's head. It
can be seen that the sex in the eyes of the artist is repressed and angry.
They cannot avoid their own crux
. Li is destined not to be with Lorca.
And their ambitions with Buñuel are far from each other.
After all, the "friendship" of the three only stays at the stage of mutual appreciation. The
painter and the poet are destined to suffer. In romance Seek the source of pain in form.
I never believed it was real. Always burn with all my strength at the beginning. Turn to ashes.
Self-destruction is a beautiful vine. Wrap yourself around. Until death comes.
At least struggle Over. Strong over. At the
end, put a black powder on it. Paint it on the wall. For future generations to grieve
and admire.
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