In discord for their own quest, the human being has plunged into the sphere of action of a continuous agony that required you and press without limits, spinning a turnstile adhered to his throat that slowly but surely drowns him and strangles. Mistaken structural approaches have made him exemplary inmate confined between terse little or tiny privacy walls, cornered in the nucleus of a road maze which aims to orchestrate is through norms, laws and precepts that coercive way harass rather than they reprieve. Missing time for anytime self-respecting emigrate in stampede which prison permission had been granted, all by the desire to flee from the harassment that imbues the huge and massive concentration of inhabitants of the city. Perfect stage for the performance of a performance in artifice, fictional works and lives simulated under the sole purpose of achieving a status enabling it to regain its most primordial spirit and elemental condition, apart from any homogeneity, immersed in the lost and purified sea of serenity that is rural and natural environments.

"Impregnable and remote secluded corner of the civilization that has managed to capture the free spirit of those who have decided to desert from Artifice."