The subconscious is a world full of life, which has no rules or pre-determined form. It is a life like a crashing wave, in which there are stories that only their owners know, and which rarely reach paper. Wading in this sea is a very complicated matter, but it is a very enjoyable matter, and the more you know, the darker it becomes, because ideas throw their impurities into it, forming in this way their opposites that disturb us whenever we sail in them.