A dangerous idea has taken hold: Culture is only for entertainment. It's a luxury. Because from the outside this place looks like a sunny amusement park? Maybe we sold ourselves badly and cheaply. Can we change it or is it useless? It is urgent to point the gun at us. If we consider culture as pure entertainment we will be Pinocchio on the island of pleasure. Playing, sleeping and laughing as we turn into donkeys that no longer serve only to carry stones.

Progress is what has made us so different after a few thousand years and has transformed the world so much. Other species are practically the same now as they were thousands of years ago. An example of this is the scorpion, which is also one of the few animals capable of killing itself (or so they say). 

The other animal that can do this is, without a doubt, man.

In the desert, the monkey becomes human because he can quench his thirst with the salvific drop that the bottle still contains, or is it precisely because he is already beginning to be (human) that he goes to the bottle, knowing that it does not contain only liquid that will calm him but the essence of what will be permanence and reflection, ie pain?

Why is everything falling apart? We have forgotten where we came from and do not know where we are going. Everything dies and to be born again you have to be willing to die. If we are lost, why don't we look back? Our tragedy is already 4000 years old. Lyrical tribute to ancient Greece, essential cradle of what we are, and its tragedy today, which is also ours. Love song to the humanistic origin of our culture, the basis of Western rational thought. Tragedy is the origin of everything.

Purgatory is a free interpretation of Purgatory. vrather than being like a mythological story about redemption. A cry in favor of the purge. A necessary purge to start over again, having learned from mistakes and pointing out culture as a powerful elevator capable of making the human soul soar.