Ancient passages
for golden talismans,
iron converts on illuminated slabs, vapors to the sky and tribal songs
among towers never touched by an eye.
Earthly history wanders
still
on unwritten runes.
quête:suoni incisi
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Fragments of matter oscillate on the earth's axis.
The encounter of desolate scenarios
does not feel any contact between incorporeal vibrations.
Peace explodes,
unexpected advent,
blinding lightning:
handfuls of men raise their gaze above.
The line of time
runs towards the inexorable destiny of the refined senses.
The eyes cannot see without varying the perception.
Thought dwells over rapid, constant change.
There is no moment in which any power of the soul remains the same; senses and faculties in their nature instinctively stimulate the alteration of the state.
No simplicity at any given time, nor identity at different times.
Distinct scenes make their appearance, pass and repass, slip and mix with an infinite variety of attitudes and situations: the mind opens the curtain, becoming theatre.
Projected into unexplored places, where time has vanished its power,
space has broken the limits, allowing infinite areas, uniform, soft surfaces, incomprehensible voices seem to suggest solutions to permanent reflections, flashes of light indicate a path, rhythmic structures trace the way, hypnotic percussions stimulate the matter, protected by incessant silences.
A continuous search for sounds and delicate balances between different elements. A fusion of frequencies, rhythms, harmonies and many other details to recreate real images, esoteric scenarios and mystical settings, where the spirit surrenders to an ethereal freedom, without forgetting the fundamental power of the sacred.
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