Exhausted beings, knotted together,Entangled in others’ links,Littering the ground with ashes,Burned skin and worn-out hearts. In this place, however, the fatigue of the soul,May teach

Exhausted beings, knotted together,Entangled in others’ links,Littering the ground with ashes,Burned skin and worn-out hearts. In this place, however, the fatigue of the soul,May teach
The boredom generated by those mass movies (those massively produced, targeting the widest possible audience) is not the result of some kind of a sudden
Spirituality : The way up, out of our misery.Art, here, can be spiritual.Art, literature, craftsmanship, daily life in general : anything landing between our hands,
My dear friend,The transparency of your sensitivenessIs never a discomfort to you. Here, again, you are teaching me.The clarity, the immediacy of the truth in
Beyond steep rocks erecting and stone blocks combiningIn a densified mountain range,I sit Through the deafness of dark nightsWhere questions are held captive,I sit Along
The experience of ‘just sitting’ is physical, instinctive, orgasmic There’s nowhere else to look. From the place of sitting, directly, the body speaks. The being