September 2011
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May 2011
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Reality fragments
Fluctuating cycles
of irrational will
Bound to something
unable to feel
A whisper of things
without name
Seeking for souls
to start a new game
Shadows of time
and empty space
Nature talks to us
Revealing her face
Like a visible breeze
of iridescent structures
We are all made
of reality fragments
Supernatural technology
Mysterious magicians
Walk on fire and sing
Spells of strength and magic
For a new born king
They know how to make tangible
What we only see in dreams
The unknown secrets of nature
deciphered by arcane schemes
They create magical artifacts
Lethal like fire, small like a ring
Supernatural technology
To serve and protect the king
Alchemical bound
Poetry is a dialog
between meaning and sound
Ideas and music
Merged In alchemical bound
Impossible worlds of language
based on dreamed rules
where men become angels
and the stars turn into jewels
The word as a platform
to reach the unseen
An archaic will to give form
to what never has been
We live in the imagination
I belong to a remote realm
Where fear and hope are only shadows of an extinguished world
Life spreads across vast spaces through countless forms and colors
Imagination waters all sort of intelligent entities making them grow in complexity and intuition
We live in the imagination,
Merging space and time and dissolving the nexus between us and the empirical world
The sky is the mirror of our...