I have been searching for myself
in manufactured happiness, in words...

An eclipse waits for me
as i defy all the laws of gravity...

Extra extra read all about me:
I cast my not-knowingness...

The Craft
The Craft she learnt before she could understand...

Let Orpheus drown out their voice
for I am not ready to leap into the wild sea...

Here everything has changed and the silences...
Little things get so huge, principles woken or...

I try not to live out myself in others:
it is already hard to be my own enemy...

A noble man he is
and colors pass through him...

This woman is not a woman.
she is a sort of bendable agony...

Between us mars and venus
and the virtue of wanting more...

"Hecate teaches us that the way to the vision...
Demetra George...

Make music from my goodbye
as my hand unfurls and you learn...