Santa Maria is the most viscious act of violence, fireworks go off in your innards like an explosion in blocked pipes. It is the final stage of coma, of relations established with mountains of utterly useless information, fragmented to the extreme that you yourself are no more than a hollow factor; with a space and time which fit into another, and another... like two mirrors reflecting one another... nothing exists to reflect.Santa Maria is chaos without any hope there will ever be order, the sensation of colliding with the speed of light, collision, launching confusion as a spectacle, over-exposing the individual. Sometimes, "violence is used against violence".