Things and words are scattered in all directions or on the contrary are welded in blocks.
A becoming-child who is not me, but cosmos, explosion of the world: a childhood that is not mine, it's not a memory but a block, an anonymous piece infinite, a becoming always contemporary.
Block: complex is not children, but the crystallization of systems that cross currents psychogenetic stages and are likely to operate through the perceptual systems, cognitive and affective more disparate .
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