Vibrations in air, the warmth expands the unspoken longing. Glue that enchants spaces between.   We move from particle existence to loosen grip, the hard understanding of reality. Each conscious act unpicks the molecular. ● ∘      ◌ ∴      ⋮ ⋯     ≍ ≋ ﹏ We become The Wave…

I’ve been traveling for many years, always ready to inhabit different spaces and conditions, sometimes extreme, sometimes magical. For me,  living has a certain spiritual nomadism and soulful nomadism, that passes from the anus to the mouth; poetics moves between primordial nature and celestial discipline, between mind and viscera. I…