“Language is a thing: it is a written thing, a bit of bark, a sliver of rock, a fragment of clay in which the reality of the earth continues to exist.”
Maurice Blanchot
“Language is a thing: it is a written thing, a bit of bark, a sliver of rock, a fragment of clay in which the reality of the earth continues to exist.”
Maurice Blanchot
-the near-unconsciousness of possible meanings -
scribe ergo sum ego
The change in movement thinking
Riscopriamo la bellezza della natura, camminando...
Macro and micro opinions on humans, their culture, politics and science
Wanderings & observations
Understanding ourselves and the world we live in.
Hype,Decoded.
-the near-unconsciousness of possible meanings -
Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
Polysemic Stupor 