"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
Fractured images in this cubism
of my psyche. Distorted visions full with delay, sort of psychotropic
distractions synthesized as an enzyme in the body; changing my blood with a
substitute, strange flow of information connecting it all.
A niche of wild noises, irresistible
cacophony on the display of a loud mind, a mind lost long ago. In this civil
unrest there’s never sleep for the wicked.
And yet again, a touch on a young
skin with the smell of soft and tender. An intro to a bond that will inevitably
be broken, because that’s an option, it’s meant to be like that.
Look around, fall has come… weird
attractions come to rise, seductive charms changing the game. And in this game
there are many rules to break…