"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
agents in the vicinity, they’re self priming, entering freely, implanting
themselves as a sub dermal tissue, creating only drama. No block for vices, nice
and thick pollution, highly appreciated state of who I am. Crescendo of warmth
defying these scents of cold air aiming to overpower me by default, right now…
when autumn is the new winter.
of information, and now there’s something more… objective niche of countless
events seducing me, processes creating stronghold of ideas. Ideas transcending fiction;
they gain shape becoming miracles of existence. A concept which defines progress.
this grown up lives a fairytale without knowing about it, beyond its threshold there’s
no escape from it. Fairytales are designed to engulf with charms, they lure and
rule reality… eventually.
long night with many things to do... if there’s any luck left, we’ll see some snow
soon... 2016, it beckons!