Category Archives: Moving On
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
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
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
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
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
one night in stokey
it was flashing blue light that carried us out of the womb of the mother but even when shortly out of sight we could sense the heartbeat of each other out there uniformed in the colour of the dead they … Continue reading
Filed under I Love Stokey, Route 73
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!!!
a bit of emptiness
i’m feeling inside and you that are reading now, you might even have an answer? you might keep it for yourself than come back from time to time to see where it has evolved and laugh while i don’t know … Continue reading
Filed under emptiness, Moving On, No-Land Queen, Perceived Truth
homage to my poet
i wrote to my poet this morning at ten to give me a quick fix to help me to stand he hasn’t replied to my prey not yet i guess he’s away? who knows the rest can’t have enough of … Continue reading
Filed under No-Land Queen, Perceived Truth, SHOUT!!!
My Life in Rhyme, PART I
It all seems to evolve around the wait I am waiting, again long time has gone by since i last used this phrase. the walls around me were brighter, it was the pink bedroom where i spent my childhood. still … Continue reading
Filed under Authenticity, Moving On, No-Land Queen
good morning sunshine
Good morning world, And good morning you all, Sorry for waking you up, But felt like sharing this moment, this joy A ray of sun heating my bedroom window today Woke up with strong desire, Of love, hunger and surprise … Continue reading
Filed under Authenticity, Colours, No-Land Queen
wish a man
[...] transport and support me with masculine strength gently stroking my skin and touching my spiral end until i can be lifted into the air and be penetrated with pride as if it was the last ever time … Continue reading
Filed under Authenticity, No-Land Queen
esplosione
con moto naturale, cavalcono i corpi a ritmo stellare verso una duplice esplosione. si fondono nell’universo. ed e’ vita nuova.
Filed under Authenticity, No-Land Queen
Today’s coffee special: los manantiales naranjo
I’ll continue, but only to hear your words. You’re asking to close my eyes, I see only holes I’m forcing myself, to go far beyond. Reality is, I’m scared to get lost….. Sitting on my own, in Monmouth coffee … Continue reading
Filed under Flavours, Moving On, No-Land Queen
mmh…
i reckon that waxing lunar light can move emotions more into sight it might broke a dam,that could be true and let that stream infuse all you i sat by the window,lit an inciense stick without feeling a choice what … Continue reading
Filed under Authenticity, Deconstruction
Homage to Peppino Spoto
Lu petturrusseddu C’e ‘n’acidduzzu tantu nicareddu Ca non gne’ mancu n’aceddu di lussu: Chistu si chiama lu pettirrusseddu, Amatu anchi di l’amicu miu Cundursu. Vaju ‘n campagna ppi travagghiari E mi lu trovu a lu canceddu arrabbiatu, Comu si mi … Continue reading
Filed under Authenticity, Grass-root, Sicily
Euphoria
A stream of emotions inundated my body I couldn’t but let my brain rest for the night. I closed the book. I laid down in bed. I let the flood go ahead. Now I may even know why. A naughty … Continue reading
Filed under Beauty, No-Land Queen, Relationships
parole di scorpione
distratta. agitata. euforica. spaventata. che tutto svanisca. che tutto appassisca. ho dato via libera al mio ego. ardeva dentro di me come un pugno mi ha stretto l’anima. spasmi e fatiga, e poi sollievo dopo avere partorito 4 righe di … Continue reading
Filed under Authenticity, No-Land Queen, refrain
perfume
I am dancing around on sandalwood notes My ego is on fire is dropping with love
Filed under Authenticity, No-Land Queen
sweet platonic moments
Sweet platonic moments That I am living of Like when I am sipping my cup And you skilfully skip my glance
Filed under Authenticity, No-Land Queen, Relationships
Orange “I am” and Unlit? A taste of Neo-hippies urban culture
Over 4 months ago, Orange UK-wide multimedia campaign “I am” created a good deal of buzz within the advertising industry – in part it was criticized for leveraging a growing neo-hippy trend (how sweet is that: “I am who I am … Continue reading
Filed under Fashion, I Love Stokey, Route 73
Giro
You are The hobby I could never practice The wisdom I could never achieve The brightness which never lit my mind The determination that never held me focussed The equilibrium that never kept me standing The spontaneity that I could … Continue reading
Filed under Relationships
J’en ai marre!
Non cia’ fazzu cchiuMenia’ Nadaiela انا متعب Аз съм уморена 我已经厌倦 Ja sam umorna Jeg er træt Ik ben moe Είμαι κουρασμένος Sono stanca Jsem unavený Olen väsynyt I am fed up with Envy
Filed under SHOUT!!!
