Un coin de chair
Tuesday, 13 November 2018
there must be a river down there, there must be washermen, a boatman, a flock of birds. but no, there is none.
Saturday, 16 January 2016
days begin in rosy hope, the night was beautiful, laden with dreams.
Thursday, 3 September 2015
In magic is faith, in faith is magic. I shall live.
Thursday, 5 February 2015
Like pearls around the neck, dreams cling to buses that go everywhere in the world.
late morning, paris
Saturday, 15 November 2014
Somewhere, we bind ourselves.
Monday, 10 November 2014
The lamp shall burn, in cold rain, amid people's happy indifference. No one shall seek, yet its radiance shall seek of itself.
Friday, 21 March 2014
Somewhere in a drawing room, the carpet will be blazing, the dancing legs will be pink and orange, every evening will bring delightful detachment from life. Spin, spin, spin.
Tuesday, 31 December 2013
Sink into fog, sink into water, sink inside yourself. Outside there is nothing but your own images, distorted in visions of reality. Sink and be dead/born.
early afternoon, mumbai
Sunday, 29 September 2013
The bee's sight is blurry. The bee looks for flower. The bee is black. The bee will be erratic. The bee will live his own life. The bee will not know he lived. The bee will live.
Sunday, 1 September 2013
I will run and run ... into the unknown's known.
afternoon, somewhere in turkey
Thursday, 28 February 2013
Magic shall follow wherever the will will lead.
late morning, somewhere in austria
Saturday, 9 February 2013
To lose amidst games is to create memories.
late afternoon, bergamo
Monday, 31 December 2012
Man has walked on. And thought himself lord of all time and space. Snow falls, keeps falling. Snow erases space.
early morning, manali
Sunday, 23 December 2012
Men hurtle towards decay and foul breaths; walls bearing their graffiti are revered as dust gathers.
Thursday, 15 November 2012
Truth is where silence is: it is within.
late afternoon, prague
Wednesday, 24 October 2012
The demons are gone; now, let's celebrate our inner ones.
Saturday, 13 October 2012
Among returning cyclists, tired students going home and filling-up bars, the sky will quietly fade away, quietly.
early evening, toulouse
Tuesday, 2 October 2012
Eternity will be spent in waiting for it; good cheer shall make its own music.
Monday, 17 September 2012
Let me fall into the stream or plunge into the abyss: but let me walk in the fog and feel myself so intensely as never.
early morning, feldkirch
Wednesday, 22 August 2012
like kites, my will soars in the sky; like death, my going and coming shall pass unnoticed.early evening, bodinayakanur
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