A word to Remy

I usually have some kind of “inkling”, but in this case,
apart from you being a maze to me – or more like an
intoxicating conundrum?… – I can´t “trace” you…

What are you after all?…

A man, a woman, or an obscure tale?…

No, I can´t “smell” you…as your logic is bafflingly oneiric.

You are sculpting scents with your words. You create
unending meanderings, even when you aim to be precise.

Your sharpness is never day-like.

Yes…

I slumber yet I am awake…

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About julienmatei
I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced. These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity... Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give... We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE... THE NEW has no definition yet... Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.

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