WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ?
THE STREETS ARE IN DARKNESS BUT MY FEET ARE IN FIRE
MY EYES LOOKS FOR AN ALIBI IN THIS URBAN CHAOS
A CLOUDY VEIL ARRIVED IN THE VERTICAL HORIZON
A DESERTED CROWD ARE CROSSING THE DRAIN OF THE TIME
WHAT TO DO?
THE BLUES CUT MY BODY IN THE SAME WAY THE MISTY DISMANTLE STRANGE EYES
WHAT [...]
I will never forget how touched and very much impressed I was by the movie La Double vie de Véronique by Krzysztof Kieslowski, leaving the cinema in Rio de Janeiro, alone and feeling miserable all I just wanted, was to share my silence with the streets and make some resemblance of my jigsaw puzzle life [...]
Does not matter what I see, I find no reasons to believe life moves just forward
LOST
I AM WALKING TROUGH THE STREETS WITHOUT DIRECTIONS
CARRYING IN MY HANDS LETTERS NEVER SENT
SORROWING OXIDISED FEELINGS
STUMBLING IN WORDS
SLIPPING IN PEOPLE
FALLING IN ME
Words speak of ideas but words can not be truthfully to itself. I used to refuse the idea of the word is against me in any sense and, this is really what hurts once it is possible to hide feelings, truth, reason and even lies in a simple word.
What if Hardy, Pound, Bronté, Keats or [...]
Tosca – FuckDub
Could not remember myself wandering about all the people in the streets, most of them tourists with maps and cameras looking for another hot spot in Vienna downtown.
Why we are so touched by the unknown?
Years ago I wrote something about being captured by some of images of this tourists pics and the bizarre sensation of [...]
I was trying to resume some of my untouched projects, many of them I stopped in the middle of something that it was really important (and today I just say “what a shit“) and just started something else… one day just writing, the next day thinking about images I saw in the streets of Vienna [...]
