CLANDESTINE CLAIRVOYANCE

High frequency resonances alter my vital order; it is like I have an antenna inserted in the middle of my brain. It is withheld with extreme care, because it is a treasure of immeasurable value. Ahhh… I feel so lucky! The silhouettes reveal their true colors with no screen in between, shadow play show puppets, the characters have come to light. It is like if I was right all the time, pantomimes and true histories would mistook ones to each other, with no end, no purpose and no conclusion. Endless concatenation, overwhelmingly breathtaking, swapping primordial fears. While witnessing this, the unleavened manna remedy must be prepared and the satiating enzymes, in latency state, released. Mother Nature provides with invulnerability to modern civilization. I sit in this land tract, still managing to imagine, there’s no chance in that. Vessel merchants, merciless pirates come down to automatons replicas, they have an easy life, they don’t have to feel, they just have to thrive, it is all secluded in well-thumbed notes. What for? The sign of this era has us marked. It is needed more than pronouncing the wish to escape once; you must hammer the keys on the typewriter, with annoying insistence, until carving the sentence on the paper. Because such a volatile aldehyde is the will to power, random compendium of acquired necessities. We get shelter in intoxications of all kind, calling that to enjoy life. I have received a light that I can’t impose on anyone, a light of calming nuances, a balm for the restlessness, a torch for the dreary road. I know what is coming, I see you taking a bath in the fountain of debauchery, getting burnt like under a shower of acid. I know you think it is all worth it. I can’t open the windows of the world, like eyelids, for so long with reinforced concrete closed. I repeat to myself, not with worry but with concern for the misjudging: “Velvety caress of a warm summer morning, come to them like you came to me”; under the public eye, but keeping it private. B_Nour