Necessity – the loveless mother

– Necessity is the Mother of all action.
– Right, I concur, but who´s its Father?…

When has necessity only ever spawned something great?…
Is Life a matter of necessity?…Is it necessary to live, after all?
Really, what kind of world has necessity brought forth?…- All these numberless destiny-short people around, slaves to its tyranny…Sightless slaves with no perception of the mysterious…
With no receptivity for beauty and the subtle…For the ineffable greatness of being.

Really,

Where are all inspired poets? Where are the real creators? The visionaries?…Where are the prophets to lend a hint of sparkling sense and transcendence?…
Have they all been wiped out by the reckless goddess of the humdrum?…

Stories never told, compositions by Julien Matei

Lumină…

It’s not healthy to uncritically adjust to a sick society

The problem with man today is that he loves so much his sickness – no wonder, disease is his safety – inasmuch as he not only repudiates Sanity, but violently thwarts it.

Wonderful world:

Unless you consent to be sick, you become a misfit.

The Sound Of Silence

Remembrance & Awaiting. Julien Matei’s own compositions

For Grațiela. Julien Matei’s own compositions