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.
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.
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!
That’s … HUMAN ROCK BLOOD flowing in my strings!
… and this is my real daily mood (n).
In these days I’m Pink inspired.
A magic mirror is when a place reminds you of another one you loved, but at the same time reminds you that everything is changed. You see that house still alive but you know it’s lost somewhere in your mind and in your dreams.