Il silenzio è il suo tesoro

NotaBene: Please, when reading this or any other blog posts herein, that you do with an open mind, and heart. I needn’t have to repeat. It is after all 2015, or so the humans inform.

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2014 in Review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 15,000 times in 2014. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 6 sold-out performances for that many … Continue reading 2014 in Review


Inter Ipsum et Nos

Life is simple. There are no lies, no evil, no bad things … nor are there good things for things as they are, aren’t in all realities, the very extension except for the indicative that bridges us, the letters that marry to manifest, that first breath, the first word, the very first incarnation in the spheres of reveries.

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Aurora Mercurius

I have a confession. And it’s all about defragmenting your brain cells into oblivion. I could use another word and give you an idea of where I’d like your hands to touch. Such intensity can only lead to …

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Medusa cum Ridere

On the other side of Midnight, there are imageries and in its pristine clarity, when you have the courage to pierce through, the very agitation of the transient wave itself could temporarily blind even those without eyes, sightless in an instance, perhaps indefinitely if one is not accustomed to living in it’s darkness.

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Exul Decoris

In little India, they still have booboisies, and we shan’t belittle them for like golems they were classified as such, like most from the petri. One doesn’t maim a nanobot just because one is dispensable, like eau de toilette.

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Aurora Lucem Umbris

Real writers do not just write churning letters out of nothing — one must have a memory, a past to recall an unforgettable observation, an unveiling, like a love affair — It’s anguish, it’s pain, it’s joy.

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