What is the solution, what are the main roads or even secondary roads to get to the exit?
Only questions, only obsessions…
The labyrinth is metaphor for the will to loose ourselves to find ourselves again, nothing is definitive, nothing is temporary,
To grab the wind, chase words, to express beauty with intelligence, culture with elegance, know how to live dying.
Dying is not disappearing, when it will be death we won’t be here, to die is to live without bringing to ourselves the proof of existence.
Technique doesn’t count, only emotions.
Grammar doesn’t count, only the feelings.
The labyrinth leads us to loose ourselves, to seek the pleasure to find ourselves.
Heart of darkness gave me back the pleasure for apocalypse now.
Climb up the river to kill that side of us that we fear.
To be seduced by that side of us that fascinates us.
In hebrew they say “choose your enemy wisely, because you’ll will become him”
The cannibal that eats his enemy’s liver to steal his courage.
24 Ottobre 2006
south africa #02