For ever warm and still to be enjoy’d, For ever panting, and for ever young.
—J. Keats, Ode on a Grecian Urn
Bungee Jumping
Ruvida lacrima affacciati
evanescente
a solcare i bruni spazi
sei resina che la notte indurisce
sciolta d’essere
dimentichi l’origine nel precipizio
ma cadi
con la veste di un attimo
perchè sola vuoi raccontare
il tempo che contieni.
- M. -
Manifesto
I’ve got no problem with the real world.
I spend a lot of time there, enjoy its chewy riddles, and take it quite seriously. But I also consider myself a militant lobbyist for all the Other Worlds—the domain of everything that’s invisible to the naked eye and irrelevant to the schemes of the rational ego.
These alternate realities consist of the unconscious, the dreamtime, the spiritual sphere, the intelligence of nature, and the realm of the ancestors.
In my astrological opinion, you’re due for a major upgrade in your relationship with these dimensions in the next 12 months. Now would be a good time to get started.
R.H.
Lampi
C’è ancora il profumo
quiete beffarda che inali
lo sguardo sedotto
sfumature auree si rincorrono
su un deserto bianco
alla luce dell’attimo
le labbra si schiudono
per esalare il respiro
riscaldato da quel livido ancestrale.
- M. -
Life is too important to be taken seriously
—O. Wilde
Source
Under a pale grey sky
wet highlands blinking at each other
the awkward suburbs
getting everything but stirred colours
gaze at the new born rainbow
which stands up to witness
the Nature’s heritage
and one realizes
he could fill himself
with an elegant virginal
energy
ready to burn.
- M. -
