AntiAmba

  Orchard Road - Singapore - a day under hard lockdown I made a whole in the ground And swept away the contamination dust … swept away! wash away! Light comes off the day Hear many people shouting, running about … ah! ah! ah! I need to run Watch new universes … the mirror people do not want to know

Buenos Aires - Argentina - before the time in confinement There is a place where I rest Crowed by trees Where curtains of rain Raise shadows of fear There is nowhere to go to You could not reach me even if you wanted to In this small plot of land, where strangers live wearing it out How much time do I have? To reverse the growing roots Soon I will be in the light Run to the ocean To always I have been

The tragedy of the commons In deep denial Where fear grows Forced confinement Populism, defetead In favor of a stronghold A sense of belonging Where lies do not become the truth

"Viaggiare é proprio utile, fa lavorare I'immaginazione Tutto il resto è delusione e fatica" Journey to the End of the Night Louis-Ferdinand Céline Abbraccerò solo quello che voglio fare

When you feel your life running away You keep walking And you reach to land you told do not want touch again To wonder a familiar landscape To some close memory And that place where you use to live That fades and wash away You shovel that deception and blurred conversations You travel along the road In the search of the missing destiny You reach to a stripped bedroom Where the atmosphere and the odor resembles On the concrete jungle arrival You are tortured by thoughts Don't you want to be free? Don't you want to set yourself to be free?

" When you wake up in the morning, tell your self: The people I deal with today will be meddling, ungrateful, arrogant, dishonest, jealous, and surly. They are like this because they can't tell good from evil. But I have seen the beauty of good, and the ugliness of evil, and have recognized that the wrongdoer has a nature related to my own-not of the same blood or birth, but the same mind, and possessing a share of the divine. And so none of them can hurt me. No one can implicate me in ugliness. Nor can I feel angry at my relative, or hate him. […] To feel anger at someone, to turn your back on him: these are obstructions. " Marcus Aurelius - Meditations There was a time that I thought I was punished and everything was taken from me. It took a time, too much time, while to realize that I need to reborn and learn how to get back what I thought it was lost. It has always been there, I just need to deserve it instead of owning it.