23 feb. 24
Visual stimuli are anchor points for the thought pattern.
Movement and images condition the fluidity, order and topics that make up the internal dialogue.
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Los estímulos visuales son puntos de anclaje para el patrón de pensamiento.
El movimiento y las imágenes condicionan la fluidez, orden y tópicos que componen el diálogo interno.
Qué imágenes crean tu pensamiento?
23 feb. 2024
I light a candle during the day
The flame widens and stretches
As if it wanted to return to the sun
Banished from its dimension
Hologram summoned in a room without wind
Soon, without soul
Mirages of heat distort a reality
That barely stands
-With grief- stands
Three candles
Two spaces
One intention
19 feb. 2024
words run over each other
but in the air, and in silence
a flashlight that someone forgot on
slowly turns off due to lack of battery
the pond is a construction
the swamp is the essence
don't tell me it's carelessness
in the window there are three candles
I keep trying
the palpitation is weak
But it’s there.
Levels of language - a vast knowledge is needed for describing the unknown
Morgentau
Ma mi piace piú la rugiada di notte.
La primera condensación
Il crepuscolo
Ich habe ein neues Wort gelernt:
Geborgenheit
Wir sind nähe. Like dew drops.
Partes que parten del todo.
JETLAG// 2022
I take off my hair band to tie a napkin to the cup because I don’t have coffee filters
yesterday walking around Barcelona I read:
our beds define us, what does your bed say about you?
mine would say nomad and luck
I’m having breakfast and thinking
what I’ve done, what I don’t do
what I am not:
hair bands and the bed
the book leaning on the side table
the spaces I embrace to be able to create
magician’s atelier
conversations with aura
the breaks on the road
DREAM// 2021
I was in a room, I had "organized" everything (I was at peace and up to date with all aspects of my life). I had integrated all the energy that I tend to disperse and was able to concentrate it in one room, while I was doing something manual at a desk. I felt complete. At the time, half conscious of the dream, I knew:
The Magician
The Hermit.
I found a key, a clue and a beginning.
I embody and write my dreams. I come back to myself.
The hermit is introspection, The magician is my impact on the world.
I need solitude to integrate, to create, to be present.
si todavía buscas los destinos de todos los aviones que ves pasar
fumando cigarrillos en un balcón
de noche despejada
Yo todavía me conmuevo con el vuelo de los pájaros
un anhelo de traslación libre y autónoma
eterna e impredecible
ojalá pudiese saber si alguno llega hasta vos
o si sólo vemos la misma luna
el mismo sol
y algún avión
Nessun segnale.
Ed è in certi sguardi che si vede l'infinito
un po' punk, un po' porno
la madonna del divino amore
et qvid volo nisi vt accendatvre
rosas memento spargere
area pedonale
via abruzzi
pas
amo ri
porta nuova.
