"This place is curious, this place is a non place. It’s not located in some secret corner of the soul, since there are no secrets; it’s actually devouring the entire inside, projecting itself on the outside… gaining substance, encouraging stings, thirst and hunger all around."
- Natura Principia
colorless notes echoing in the distance from the inside, subtle omens
interpreting some treasures of my excommunicated faith… faith residing within,
drumming a waking beat from the borders of my flesh on the outside down to the only
core of things that is me. Energetically engulfing my usual self, encircling me
from all sides, surrounding me, pushing, beckoning!
bottomless well of my absolute self is built from alchemy as my key of
understanding nature, and the occult as a pathway of grasping all possibilities
of the soul. In there I come to realize that life blooms outside of any
circumstances which create balance. There I subjectively exist, willingly
accepting change as an only guiding force against the dissipative occurrence of
rust and the inertial causality of senile dementia. In that region I thrive…
being my existing drug of choice, unfolds new principles of existence by
challenging my reason, deafening me!