Labyrinth.

Roman Labyrinth

“Now tell me princess are you strolling through your sacred grove?
And is the moon still shining? You’re the only thing I’m thinking of…”

Asaf Avidan – The labyrinth song.

 

For Maureen , with love.
I miss you !

When it began.

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For Maureen , with love.

I miss you !

Pineal gland.

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For Maureen , with love !

I miss you !

Stop-

Patetic si lipsit de imaginate , ca de obicei. (…)

Ba pulica , sa ai grija de tine!

Te iubesc!

For Maureen , with love.

I miss you !

22.

May all that shrinks the heart , not touch and stay away.

Whatever pain bitters the soul , to kneel , to listen , to obey.

Kind teachers on the path and patience for the lessons ,

Which may be harsh with you sometimes but needed and so precious.

With peace to deal in everything , and peace to deal with you as well ,

So you can say you did no harm and all the harm towards you , fell.

No lack of wealth , a bit for each desire ,

Each need you need to satisfy ,

To satisfy.

And life may give all that you require.

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Interview for ” CVLTartes ” .

Realised by Nicoleta Raicu , editor at Cultartes Magazine .

You can read it fully , here .

Nothing else.

That’s it.

Bye !

 

For Maureen , with love.

I miss you !

 

YES.

 

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Santo domingo.

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Evolution !? Pfff…

 

For Maureen , with love.

I miss you !

Taste.

rocker

De cand ma stiu , calc cu talpa pamantu’ asta gol si independent , unde iarna nu se termina niciodata. In piept , intre coaste am oaspeti : fulgi de zapada !
Din loc in loc cate-o sclipire sau un carusel. Rasete si galagie.
Le vad pe toate. Le gust , ca-mi plac si daca nu , sunt curios.
In rest doar vuiet de viscol si pasari zgribulite.
(text in romanian)

Still from ” Rocker ” -2013

For Maureen , with love.
I miss you !

Sporadic.

freerrr
Words find me harder. Paradoxical.
There is a constant hum , almost a feeling , in everything I am.
I don’t recognize myself.
This must be what a plume is feeling like.
Still , I am what I am.
I , I , I .
I don’t agree with those words. ( … )

For Maureen , with love.
I miss you !