Did I ever tell you that I really love you.... And I think about you all day?. I really miss you and wish I could kiss you. But why are you so far away?.
"I don't mind the harmony of waters. I'm looking nothing but dissonances. something more than perfection. crossing the narrow arch. that I know". . [passage from S. Quasimodo].
Is this how it was intended?. The sunrise over smoke stacks in the midwest, the beauty of this abandoned factory.. Christmas lights blinking on and off all out of time.
brightness, knowledge, research, wisdom. transparent, pure, sacred, sacred. asking... vision, revealing... meaning. faint, delicate, alone, alone....
Yeah. . How many people like. To see you dying. For no other reasons. Than this?. . This can't be fought. In a fair way. And if you agree. Raise your fist.
you said you wanted to be loved. I think you wanted to be saved. but tell me how am I supposed to save a girl like you. when I don't even know how to save myself.
My warriors! you have done well.... Prayed hard - I'm proud of you. So I promise you - we will be strong enough. When that time comes we will expand. We will....
Flakes of lights. flakes of voices. wherever pirouetted. like a primigenial chaos. like a futurist site. gushing rainbows. gushing darkness. . evaporated we....
If you're hurt by someone. Hold out the other cheek. This is the most important message. That someone left to humanity. . Then you came with your holy book.
I will be more successful than all those that went before me. Because the time is right the, the season is right, you are right, the conditions are right.
Is this how it was intended?. The sunrise over smokestacks in the Midwest,. The beauty of this abandoned factory.. . Christmas lights blinking on and off all out of time in what used to be,.
Abscondo Sacra In Memoria. Et Purpurea In Tremore Pervigil. "Hei, Viator" Inquam "Dignabere?". . Mara Paltrinieri..
For so long I've been walking on the path of my life. This way it hurts my feet but bravely I'm going on. Straight ahead, with no staff to support me.
I'll set the sights higher!. I'll set the sights higher!. Higher and higher!. I'll set the sights higher!. . A dividing conflict is about to come. A virtual mass murder!.
The smell of incense. It fills the air inside this room. Cast of light colorly strewn about the floor. A casket lined with pills. And the bitter taste of absinth.
It was midnight. the midnight tolling. It was midnight. October Thursday. It was Nineteen Nineeteentwentyeight. It was a male or rather a female. He came and the Autumn leaves were falling.
Death. I'm dying. Laying on the bed that will be my last one. The faces of my beloved surround me. They'll all pass me away. . I have no fear,. My time is done and it's time to leave.
Dieu des recifs, vieux de la mer,. Souverian des vagues,. Toi qui mouilles les ames en les. allument de blanc nacre.. Dieu des recifs, vieux de la mer,.
the smell of incense. it fills the air inside this room. cast of light colorly strewn about the floor. a casket lined with pills. and the bitter taste of absinth.