He doesn't know how to open the can of time

 He doesn't know how to open the can of time. Canned comes imported from no one knows where. In your mental measurement we make shadows. Shadows of anguish. Accounting shadows of pain. How to paint your family tree. Huge tree whose branches and leaves are annoying butterflies; evocation of the metamorphosis of the flesh on its fatal day.

 Palimpseste sur painting. Mirror Sub-Irrealism. Random intratextuality.