We are the connoisseurs of the useless. We like having filthy feet and broken hands. We like to see God in little things, like butterfly kisses and flowers in all colours. We like to listen and hear and learn. We like to watch the night sky for hours and ponder upon the everything always. We like birds and wings. We like life on the road because none of it ever belonged to us anyway. We like the fascination and authenticity of children. We like to cry our eyes out, but we always have laughter on our side. We like the ocean. We are a collective outside of the phantom of the public. We are endless persons, with truth on our right and fictions on our left. And we are human.
Do you care to join us?