"The story of the stories" or Story#7

And this is the story of stories, which are tangled in visible and invisible knots; which seem to distort everything. But it's real, his dazed mind is real; it is who says what should not, who hides behind the mask, what turns me on, what puts out that fire with its deceptive way. The table is served with what looks like love and disappears after being eaten. This is where everything that inhabits me intermingles, since my mind is not a cage, but a deep and infinite well; and each light uncovers new mysteries, no matter how dim the light, I always find something new.