In the same way, the Spanish poet, Antonio Gamoneda writes: "Mohammed Bennis, strange angel who enters in my veins and flows in them like "the waters of the instants" and you ignite "the friendship of light": take me with you to "the gardens of the dead", to the place of palms glimpsed between "two fugitive abysses". Enter the hole of my chest and show me "the gift of the void incandescent" and the pupils of animals conceived in crying, those who come to "the doors of intoxication" to inject us with the passion of light, that substance which birds cross and makes us crazy in the happiness of the sweet contemplation of death."