It is not Big Brother who is watching us but it is us who are watching Big Brother. We are watching movies, documentaries, shows, series. The more we cry, the more we laugh, the more we shout, the better. But when the film is finished and life takes its rights back, those emotions are gone from us, washed away, sucked out from our hearts, sacrificed.

Why? They were designed for life, to be useful, for us, for our people, for survival, just like our hands, our feet, our eyes.

Movies. Emotional vampires. Sucking our emotions and then vanishing into the night.

We, too, are making movies. Neither as entertainers nor as filmmakers but as conquerors. This involves as set of behaviours which defines a code we follow:

– A refusal to use emotions to manipulate the audience.

– A will and a necessity to conquer and occupy new territories

– A inability to compromise

– A need to recruit and train new fellows

– A necessary independence of our spirits.

Dear Reader, those words belongs to the dawn of conquest.

Those lines are the flags we carry on the path of discovery, on our journey towards the new territories situated in each human being.

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Davið-Charles’s Halló

We have already visited those lands using our movies like vessels to travel beyond instincts, feelings and intelligence. We first failed because our boats were too weak. Our people were hurt, some of them deserted us. But ultimately we managed to reach this dominion that men call spirit and poets call soul.

Giil Taws: The Rain Chapter 2 – Lóa

This is no safe travel of course, and does not give instant fame nor fortune. Moreover one never knows if the spirit of the spectator can be reached by the film because his instincts, his feelings or intelligence can stop the boat on his way and make the trip impossible. But when one of the vessels reach its final destination, the success is great. The spectator discovers in silence, in a half-dream state of mind a new and unspoiled part of himself.

This is the true power of cinema, its ability to teach us about ourselves.

Dear Readers, those territories are waiting for us, ready to be discovered. We are building a float of vessels, of every sizes, of every shapes. Training new fellows. We can feel the changing winds in our backs, we are gathering from all over the world. We teach are taught, the adventure continues.

Nagnú thus rules.

Giil Taws and Davið-Charles Friðbertsson