Voice to

 those who do not possess qualities of beauty and prominence take refuge in the drama of the "mater dolorosa" and play the victim their entire lives, with a perfection that can reach epic or canonical dimensions --- always that air of contestation to a world that does not confirm everything to her immediately, she is alert, cunning or discreet, it does not matter, what matters is that she determines the functioning of her power, her VOICE --- who speaks, the places and the points of view, always above the mere "global discursive fact", managing to reach power through the TALE OF HERSELF, the power in fact, always insinuating "to remain above any shipwreck, combative Ophelia, saving her flowers and whose voice grows ever louder" --- penetrating and controlling everyday pleasure through the methodical and imperceptible cultivation of her own selfish and megalomaniacal desires --- always assimilating the VOICE to her strengths and possibilities of the moment, this Voice of succubus to the sound of which she lives --- perhaps because it is unable to realize all of its desires, the beloved VOICE is faced with the imaginary essence of a good part of them --- it then believes in the burden of its own desires, however, in the absence of a concrete unity of fulfillment for them, it becomes embarrassed, ‘’like the psychasthenic who is determined to confess intangible crimes (...)