Dystopia
Reaching the power of invisibility among people is a great power in this era, but you have to be ready … sometimes you can even be unsure of your own existence. Are you afraid of the desert? Do you exist when no one is watching you? At least, what I hope is that someone is listening, out there.
Strings in progress
Sometimes I’m in doubt about myself. My insecure fingers blindly running over the strings … till they suddenly remember other invisible ones, connecting me to the beloved faces and moments of my life.
Hollow spaces
Falling into those strange hollow cavities in the human universe, where everything is, more than a trivial fake, unequivocally and deliberately false.
Is this the result, after years of mass behavior programming?
Nature and its landscapes are undoubtedly a better world view … but perfectly useless in such hd spaces.
I’m looking for a black hole towards new, possibly far dimensions.
… of course this, and I hope more than this, is in a music track!
Blood Machine
That’s … HUMAN ROCK BLOOD flowing in my strings!
My life on the Moon
… and this is my real daily mood (n).
In these days I’m Pink inspired.
Cthulhu
No human word can describe such a terrifying being …
Ancient creature? Forgotten God?
Just exploring new drawing worlds.
Music? On its way, if my mind will survive …
A good friend
HALLOWEEN!
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