Waldemar Wnuk: 4 books

I have sharpened my pen, and so I begin . . . A climb to the peak of an iceberg. His eyes still gleam . . . His heart still pounds . . . Bones corrode in red rust Clairvoyance does not let the dreams live. This is a collection of the authors poetry inspired by his lifes experiences and his quest to find lifes ultimate beauty and happiness.

In notion Giorgio Colli, Hyperanthropos had be human being, who instinctively wouldnt be given up to impulses of natural life and simultaneously, wouldnt be submissive for brain violence, which incline to Anthropocentrism.

Jerking from convulsions of stress, she couldnt concentrate on her own words expression. Before, she had planned to explain everything in detail to describe her existential situation as a creator and the way she puts aquarelles on canvasthe technology of painting and drawing. She had all of it already...

Frightened, to maintain, that what is saint in this ethereal relationship, doesnt let for confrontation the artist with the mafia world, which physically ruled over her body and life. Lives as in dream . . . gifted by lover and patron study at Oxford, which were her the greatest dream, simultaneously...