"This place is curious, this place is a non place. It’s not located in some secret corner of the soul, since there are no secrets; it’s actually devouring the entire inside, projecting itself on the outside… gaining substance, encouraging stings, thirst and hunger all around."
- Natura Principia
Human ability to hunt for dreams and
input them into reality... to know that edges of infinity can be found in the
smallest grain of sand, and to experience the eternity of a lifetime in a
single heartbeat. Though I live the peaks of my darkest midnight I yearn for
the light of dawn. All that which remains of what I am is the longing for my
mountain. In this cursed existence, beneath this lake of desperate sorrow, at
the very bottom of my being, only the feeling of naked love can be found in its
true shape, a most innocent form. This depth serves as my foundation, a basic
drive to which I turn when all other senses fade into memory. Thus opening
possibilities for a new awakening, a complete restoration of faith. Something
like a fresh dream, dreamed in embraces of another, an ancient one.
Each love carries within itself deep
sense of tragic, but this is the least reason why not to love. And the pleasure
of every man who knows of true fortune and happiness is to offer himself most
sincerely in exchange for just one moment, to sacrifice all of the years of his
long life, for a smile of a beautiful woman. This man’s capability of such
tender enchantment which guides his soul not to count, but to feel enjoyment as
hours pass by.
For love, which I hold most dear in my
very depths, brings to light the power of identification, and yet again it
defines my art of living. And the value of my existence, the basic meaning of
my lifeline, depends on my ability to love. For I am never lost…