breathing under water

and living under glass

this is just too much

even for a tough person like me.

oh, Bycchis...

"It's wrong for our minds to dwell upon care
for no man, heartsick, marches ahead.
Bycchis, the finest tonic for man
is to bring out the wine and get drunk"
[Alcaeus, fragment 335

persons. perceptions. relations.

It seems that in the last weeks I've been having an incredible attitude to communicate with people.
I met many new persons. I met again some others I've been knowing since a bit. I kept meeting my friends. I've been writing or receiving letters from old ones.
All of them - each one in his own way - told me that I can communicate, that they love/need/appreciate my words. I feel grateful to these people. They just gave me what I was missing most.
Even if...it was not exactly this. But it works, anyhow.
I'm richer than two moths ago.

[thanks to Honey B., artemisia, Könrad, niko.chan, antje, La Santa, viju, valeriaYOU, Giona (e la balena), raffolina, confusedvision, la gatta, amy, elise, benjamino]

dreams

*it has never been my object to record my dreams, just to realize them
*Man Ray

two.seven.six

duesettesei
Originally uploaded by **Aba**.

i just needed something. without even knowing what did i need. you seemed to know. you just gave it to me and smiled.
but still i'm frightened. the deep dark mysteries of my soul are still alive. like pandora's vase, something has been opened. and really i don't know how to close it again.
the only way i can imagine is to keep on receiving. i promised to myself last night i will. i'll keep. i'll receive.