Author Archives: Queen Rospo
ART is
An escape from a fake society. A playground for truth, openness, connection. An opportunity for experiencing absence of rules. An unknown, awkward language. A messy place to find solace or despair. A licence to fuck authority off without being prosecutable. … Continue reading
Filed under Moving On
It was About
Feeling like we were reborn, lying on the bright playarea at 4 am in the morning while she was searching for the womb, we were holding each other hands with our heart plugged into the universal socket the room was … Continue reading
Filed under (dis)Networked, Psychotropic substances
Scrappy London
A romantic afternoon view from Angel Road train station – Only if one can appreciate this can live in London
Filed under (dis)Networked, Colours, Flavours, I Love Stokey, Recycling
it’s not a secret: we are run by oligarchs
Mr Cameron finally got his golden seat. With his humble personal background and family history, I feel relieved and truly represented. Question: what is the ‘conspiracy’ element in the theory that the world is run by a secret society of … Continue reading
Filed under (dis)Networked, Leviathan, No-Land Queen
We are!
Apparently – although this week was a rolling coaster. The looming prospect of homelessness didn’t surely help me relaxing and prepare myself to welcome our little creature to the world! Nor (s)he must have felt really inspired to pop out … Continue reading
Filed under No-Land Queen
Are we ready now?
It is now unfolding, under are eyes, beyond our rational understanding. We stop and look at each other still in disbelief. We lose ourselves into the memory of our intense yet young past, rise our eyes again and laugh… We … Continue reading
Filed under New Life
ritiro
ci sentiamo come internati aspettando alba e tramonto soli ed abbandonati guardando di fronte solo il vuoto per poi rinascere rigenerati e riuscire a sorridere di nuovo spensierati
Filed under New Life
So difficult to be radical
and consistent with your thoughts when you’ve lived all your life surrounded by hypocrisy then people don’t recognize you they’d melt you if they could continuing their lives ignoring any change walking blinds talking empty overtaken by their feelings imperturbably … Continue reading
Filed under (dis)Networked, No-Land Queen
A Tale of Eternal Love
The 10th Full Moon after Queen finally found and rejoined with her very much sought after, dreamt of, cherished Nomad, the Universe kindly smiled at the two cheerful lovers deciding to award them with the most precious gift in Its … Continue reading
Filed under (dis)Networked, New Life, No-Land Queen
Storia di ordinaria follia
Andrea dorme di giorno e rimane sveglio la notte a guardare la TV, aspettando un domani di ‘sentirsi’ meglio, riacquistare il controllo sulla sua mente e sul suo sistema nervoso, e rituffarsi in quel lavoro che lo ha sfiancato, riducendolo … Continue reading
Filed under (dis)Networked
Terra Arida
Bruciata dal sole inaridita dagli uomini che ti calpestano ignari come se tu, donna madre che ci hai nutrito sin dal primo tocco di ossigeno, tu donna madre terra dovessi vivere per noi sempre e come una madre ti vedo … Continue reading
Filed under No-Land Queen
Sicily, Sweet Home
my body has been mistreated, insulted, almost beaten up these days, by others and by me first thankfully my spirit is there stable observing the little play of ordinary people finding excuses while sitting comfortably in this life, binning any … Continue reading
Filed under (dis)Networked, Deconstruction, No-Land Queen, Sicily
Su l’HIV, Michael Jackson e la sindrome da catwalk famelici
L’HIV non esiste. Non e’ mai stato isolato. L’ATZ, medicina che ha fatturato miliardi di dollari per curare questa fantomatica ‘nuova’ malattia, puo’ dispiegare ‘effetti collaterali’ che coincidono con i sintomi riconosciuti dell’AIDS, fino pertanto ad uccidire il paziente che … Continue reading
Filed under No-Land Queen
adesso non piu’
non piu’ carne, sono vegana. non piu’ frottole, sono sana. non piu’ giochi della mente, labirinti senza uscita, cunicoli e segreti da tenere dentro ‘fino alla morte’ o per amor di patria. Solo la vita giorno dopo giorno, libera e … Continue reading
Filed under No-Land Queen
just one desire
I am nobody’s property I am a human being Got a sudden feeling of restriction which freaked me out I have Just one desire Freedom From the self From society From manhood From tyranny From power From slavery, mine and … Continue reading
Filed under Deconstruction, No-Land Queen, Perceived Truth
G20 – the cost of democracy?
£7.2 million allocated for security during the G20 in London. Are they taking the piss??
Filed under Leviathan, white terror
Paolo e Francesca
Quali colombe dal disio chiamate con l’ali alzate e ferme al dolce nido vegnon per l’aere, dal voler portate;. Amor, ch’al cor gentil ratto s’apprende, prese costui de la bella persona che mi fu tolta; e ‘l modo ancor m’offende. … Continue reading
Filed under Indie Proud, Relationships
Trapped in pretentiousness
Glossy images, chic silky themes, beautifully crafted magenta slogans. My mood is uplifted, my ego is boosted Wanna run out of my flat, join the group, own the streets, march in protest Then I stop. In flashback. Advertising is the … Continue reading
Filed under Deconstruction, Perceived Truth, Voro, ergo sum
Building Steam With A Grain Of Salt
I am holding on to the mermaids’ chant while it takes me closer to the nest there i can lay down reinventing my life through the warmth of your chest
Filed under No-Land Queen, Perceived Truth
Nel Tempio
Lui si alza ogni mattina e con passo leggero si avvicina a me. Il suo corpo voluttuoso mi sfiora e mi fa librare in aria. Boogie con andatura indifferente gli si accosta con la coda sfiorandone quasi impercettibilmente le gambe … Continue reading
Filed under Authenticity, Beauty, No-Land Queen
You Just Do It
sometimes you think life is heavy. you see the world out-there staring at you almost laughing perceiving your weakness and waiting for the right moment to jump on you and make you feel the warmth of the ground like in … Continue reading
Filed under No-Land Queen, Perceived Truth
This is shit – they say
<So this is Rough Luxe>. They call it. <Half rough, half luxury>. They say. <A little bit of luxury in a rough part of London. A little bit of rough in a luxurious London>. Oohh how sweet is that? Price … Continue reading
Filed under Excess, No-Land Queen, Voro, ergo sum
fiori
e’ stato come un sogno, un candido dono caduto dal paradiso di fronte ai suoi piedi un fiore prezioso e delicato bisognoso di amore e di attenzione e di dolcezza e di ammirazione una pianta forte eppur fragile finche’ il … Continue reading
Filed under No-Land Queen, Perceived Truth
UK 2007 counter-terrorism campaign
more than one year old still interesting – good example of an integrated campaign including <counter-terrorism> posters, windows stickers, press release, hotline postcards: and my favourite medium on this occasion, the radio advert, broadcast at a frequency of over 10 … Continue reading
Filed under Leviathan, white terror
Tasers resolve incidents without resorting to a weapon
UK Home Office announced plans to spend £8m later to buy 10,000 more Tasers and extend their use to all frontline officers. Tasers have helped to resolve incidents without injury, and will give the police the tools they said they … Continue reading
Filed under Leviathan, white terror
Mildwild
and when you come close and your energy fights with mine they mingle they dance they give our bodies a chance your island, gingery mild my jungle, rough and wild the universe watching us anyone else in disbelief that’s how … Continue reading
Filed under No-Land Queen, Perceived Truth
White terror in Windsor
White terror is subtly perpetrated by public governmental institutions, which we elect, sustain with our taxes and in which we trust that they ‘act with the purest intend of protecting us citizens enabling us to live <harmoniously> one with the … Continue reading
Filed under Leviathan, white terror
tyranny
how many shapes has tyranny? how does it manifest? and cultural taboos, how do they change people lifes?? and why am i pushing it so hard, where do i wanna get, when it seems like my wings are cut?
Filed under Fear, Moving On, No-Land Queen
someone killed me last night
i was walking up the stairs. two men were with me. One for sure g, the other probably the Other. the building was very bright, it reminded me of the Guggenheim museum in NY, with its peculiar spiral stairs. all … Continue reading
Filed under (dis)Networked, Moving On, No-Land Queen, Perceived Truth
…..shushhh…
…shushhhh…..say it quietly….someone out there can hit it otherwise… shushhhh….think it quietly……the child was just born the child is small…. shushhhh…..think it quietly……
Filed under Moving On, No-Land Queen, Perceived Truth
yesterday
yesterday i thought, <make love your goal> has got a meaning i was struggling now every day i would wake up with this tiny ineffable prayer in my head today a new beam lit up my mind love is a … Continue reading
Filed under Moving On, No-Land Queen, Perceived Truth
El ultimo deseo
because society is deaf and blind, to be heard sometimes we need to SHOUT!!!!!! José Antonio M. Montoya
Filed under (dis)Networked, Indie Proud, SHOUT!!!
