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Collapsed Cubes

Within a urban view we drown inside our arrogance, so we need to have someone to hate feeding our biggest ego. My ear is dull, my eyes are blind! There’s nothing beside me, I’m the best solution, conspiracy is a mental format. Walk to the...

Hieroglyphica

The world naturally creates, but also it destroys. It’s a huge energy load that bounds events and creatures. Cores in motion, absorbed in spirals that converge. Indeed, the starting point is the same of the arrival, a cycle of cause and effec...

In(Earth)

Hidden in front of the picture frame, the blue planet is watching us. Hidden in front of the picture frame, so close to death... Inert. They called it the blue planet, because that was the color of the water covering it. The golden sands of...

Mac Brazel

Remember that night of July Dark sky from gray to black Whispers in the quiet wind Smell of freshly cut grass On the horizon a red dot Runs up fast and magnetic The night awakened by a shot cosmic electrons explosion chaos and confusion in the minds...

Mechanical Existence Construction

There are many ways of knowledge, because the vastness of the universe and time makes the archive of knowledge getting bigger, and evolution often hides the beginning. Human speech is always the result of experience: absolute knowledge does not live in...

Realm of Atlantis

Tell me time traveler how the sea drowned out your steps the eons that you have sailed with a perpetual cosmic journey haven’t changed your living! Brave on the edge of glory came out from the labyrinth defeat that led you in the darkest depths of be...

Room with a View

I got up from my cold bed because my sleep was disturbed by thought’s cries... I knew I was a masochist. All I wanted to see was all I’ve never liked. So that window seemed so deep and dark that I could never have freed my mind from her appeal....

Self-made Oblivion

Nothing more that a spot in a scenery, the work of art focuses on the artist himself: an idea that takes shape in a thinking body setting boundaries in every direction. The picture falls on the canvas in thousands of colors. Spots are so many, oft...