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Respite. Out of the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Les belles notes aromatiques d’une lenteur savourée
Un rayon de soleil se glisse entre les interstices du voile diaphane délaissé par une lune à nouveau disparue. Le voilà l’espiègle, se frayant un chemin jusqu’à mon lit avant de me piquer de sa chaleur. Je me redécouvre vivant. Je prends conscience de mon corps puis je l’extrais de la couette et de laContinue reading “Les belles notes aromatiques d’une lenteur savourée”
The Small Fence in The Face of Infinity
Garanti sans produits chimiques
Eu e meus caminhos
And They Thought They Were Giants
They thought they were gods.
Side by Side
Side by side, walk the present and the past.Looking at one another, a future they see.— The retromodernism mantra.
No Time To Dream
Gotta run, run, run.Fetch an order. Cycle. Deliver.Fetch an order. Cycle. Deliver.Catch my breath, clean up my sweat, lay down and wait. No time to dream.As I close my eyes, tomorrow is already here.Gotta ride, ride, ride.And on my back, carry food I can’t eat.
The Thin Second After The Truth
Best viewed while listening to Eighty-Eight Days in My Veins by E.S.T.
Archeofuturism Today 