Dubai crazy

Sometimes it happens that you encounter things in your memory that do not pass, things lined up like silent trees in a foggy swamp inhabited by fog. No wind passes, no bird visits, no strangers come, you are alone and no one but you, all the things you hid even from yourself now look at you, haunt you, confront you, reveal you, and isolate you from yourself, even when you are present with everything in you. How did I go on like this in the world of Satomi? One day I entered the Japanese forest and came out the other side possessed by legends. Satomi placed me in the heart of the flood she wanted. She pointed there and said this is your place. Satomi from the beginning diagnosed my condition and was sure I was crazy, while Camelia is now trying to heal me. She handed me over to my truth and placed me in front of the end, face to face. I have not regretted anything, death at the hands of Camelia is something beautiful. Only a few hours remain of the deadline, here and years ago in this building, the papers fell, me and the doctor indifferently, here the partners set the trap for us, here my relationship with the Dubai madman who they talk about began, from here my journey in the hidden world started, the great world of money crossing oceans, billions turning into illusions, and illusions turning into realities impossible to change.