Soul Disconnected

That’s not me who you see. That’s where I live. It’s not me who walks on those sidewalks, who goes up and down the stairs. It’s not me who crosses the street. It’s not me who looks at you. It’s what I look through. It’s where I live now. That’s where my eternity is put…

The effeteness

These little black dots just came out of their oblivion. They try to form themselves again on the other side. I like that try, I like that someday in which it all be worthy. But the message will never arrive, the birds dropped it in the ocean of forgetfulness. The idea is gone. But look…

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Get on your knees, it’s time to play a game that no one wins. Just be careful not to break your chin in the circle of fate where everything spins. November 2013

At the time

I want to wander and find my freedom again. Feel my freedom. I always had it and now when something is taking it away from me I feel trapped. ‘There’s nothing worse than an uninspired artist,’ he told me once. Live off. Live by. Live through. ‘You are over so many things,’ he declared. ‘I…