"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
change, years are adding up in this spiral of life, when new hopes for old
prayers are spoken in silent whispers… and yet, years are only numbers.
transform from fantasy into reality, when reality is obscure, like cinema in Dali’s
dream… and confusion in this loud mind is left untold, only to serve me as an
intro into an even braver world full of surprises.
echo beneath this skin I live in, transcending this mixture of enzymes I’m made
of, sharpening my existence as if it is made of pure blinding light… bringing impulses
of excitement where there were only upset and tremors.
down in my dark soul I want to talk to you, but I stand voiceless in my
capability to love you… so, no need for words; I’m just going to love you,
regardless of any known cycles of years passing by:*