The beginning of everything and "the whole." Infinite nigredo, Toward and beyond the thresholds that are not. In this driveway, tonight, nights parade in front of me, dreams, And women of Greek perfection. Infinite nigredo For a weeping soul, that cries and despairs For being born a goddess. Goddess, who,…
Printable PDF version (in Italian) Vincent contemplated the monotonous undulation of the sea. Slow, disciplined, never arrogant, even on stormy days when the angry force suddenly woke from its slumber. He had seen his former partner again the night before and was now feeling depressed and melancholy. Their troubled relationship,…
A face watches me: it is motionless, but its eyes flicker like flames courted by the wind. Every color is silent, fading, falling asleep, and the air melts the contours, creates unity, and tears down the forking path. Mist is the essence I seek when I sink into thoughts. Not…
