An enormous" hostia" hits you, without hands reminding that meandering truth which you stroke in your customary damaged relished slackness. Waiting for the silence it usually gives off, escaping the weakness and being catched. A new set is about to start, but the set overcomes the setting, the serpentine psyque and the soma hoax.
* hostia ( spanish): blow ; communion
* hostia without hands: an idiom in spanish
* set: psyque ( the self, the I); setting ( context)