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PRIMORDIAL Flows from a gigantic eye, the tear of beginning, The ghostly universe languishing in transparency, The globular form falls through a space conceived by the infernal thought of penetrating the essence. DISCONCRETIZATION I was beyond imagination. New forms under the illumination of the same spectrum, gathered us into each other. I had left behind the truth until then; the concrete no longer lingered with
Read MoreI, the one in the mirror
A man who has lived his whole life in decay and ignorance, always carried like a leaf in the wind, will cling to any illusion, will make all kinds of unrealistic scenarios that he will get out of the miserable situation in which he finds himself.
Read MoreLord from midnight
A rustling had awakened me from a deranged dream in which three cannibals had spared my life, asking me instead to hum a ballad I used to sing to them when I was younger. My eyes stung from so much darkness. Sleep had left me for good, but still
Read MoreThe beings of the last night
The night... The night had haunted Andrei Iorga like a restless lover, ruined by jealousy, a mistress who pulls you into her clutches and would never let you go, strangling you with the possessiveness of her love. So is the dream, an amalgam of images
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