I call this series of works that reflect my look at the different realities that we do not see or perceive, but which are fundamental parts of all realities. Real worlds submerged in abyssal pits or kingdoms of bacteria, fungi and microbes suspended in the air, almost always invisible to our eyes.

Beings that inhabit the depths of our minds and, just like in the oceans, move in deep silence, opening paths in the darkness of the darkness with their phosphorescences, almost without oxygen. Invertebrate gelatines that defy existence and adapt to the absurd in a lysergic dance, with delusions of shapes and colors, which fills the unimaginable.

Creatures without purpose or conscience, without even thinking why they are. Driven by instinct, they supply their only unconscious need for food. Divine and free, a thought comes to my mind: "I think, therefore I am". But what about those colorful ghosts that dance drifting? They feed on our energy, detritus from our intentions and actions. Some transcend to the macro universe, and can assume monstrous and uncontrollable forms.

It is always necessary to observe. Watch them with our internal microscope and emanate positive energy of intentions and vibrant colors, to nourish and keep them illuminating their own paths, preventing them from crossing the barrier from the micro to the macro.

I have only one certainty about this universe: it is real and it is alive in our minds. I am not expressing a parallel world here, but the structure and even the origin of all worlds: the micro universe.