An experiment in which the frames gradually and rhythmically compose, like the bricks of a wall, the structure of a visual poem that recovers states, thoughts and emotions of a real past that is deflected by memories towards a chimerical dimension. The absurd rigors of the communist past ethereally jumble, so diluting their corrosive substance through images which strangely detach themselves from the reality of those years. The experiences of the child, the young man and the adult, in fact the personification of phase perception, chaotically blend, suspended in an imaginary world, supported however by elements that could not be more real.—Anonymous