"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
Desperately seeking under his bed, trying to find traces of long
lost parts of himself – his fears, yearning to bring them back. He has lost
them somewhere on this long winding road, and now when they’re multiplied with
nothing, existing only in a mathematical region… he’s starting to miss them.
Since he’s freed himself of fears, he’s got nothing to lose anymore. A tall man
without fears and having nothing to lose becomes a threat, for he’s more
dangerous than ever before. And there's no tears, only battle for his long lost
In a perpetual fight and martyrdom he’s fixing his broken self, a
futile attempt to achieve only good and better, craving to rebuild gears of
invisible clocks ticking in some parallel perception. Knowing that surviving is
never enough, ideals come back pumping fresh blood full with oxygen in a burnt
to a crisp soul.
Refreshed and restored, only in the times when he found his ways…