"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
now… weird attractions come to rise, perverting any residual trace of common sense.
become irrelevant, undesirable… only feelings remain to stand tall without any
need for interpretation. A mixture of notes echoing and quaking the entire
region that is me. To feel just to feel, and nothing less.
soar into the heights of my youth deliberately deleting into oblivion every single
thought able to be transformed into articulate speech. I leave the
mists of any form of abstract thinking to kiss the shadows of remembrance, letting
it all to shrink into a pale dot aiming toward invisibility. Forgiven and forced
into a closed loop, in there thought can only have dominion upon itself, trapped into an
endemic region where it can freely thrive and remain in its essence what it really
is... an unwanted distraction!
with draft in the head and with a heart full of smiles, I know that life is an
open system, resistant to entropy, pretty much simple and easily likeable.