Πέμπτη, 21 Ιουνίου 2012

Yesterday was my second day alone in Manhattan ,
off from Pleasantville in train,then mixing up with diverse tourists in Grand Central strolling up and down aimlessly and finally walking to MOMA to pay (i like the use of v. that came in my mind) a visit.
New York was threatening hot and humid, automatically was turned in "survival mode" where things need to be ESSENTIAL ;
 i was armed: water, salty vegetable chips, fully charged telephone ,a small book of F.in case of being forced to stay in a place of no interest to protect myself from the heat and a big desire.
A desire i could not put in words
 or better
a desire  none of my  words could contain .

There ,was a need hibernating of an excuse for too much talking , again and again , to concede in the ritualistic repetition of a familiar pain, experimenting to size thinking  in speaking.
Prefering an euthanasia of the ideas already buzzing inside to give space , to create a vacuum in order to give birth to new ones.
Someone is highly expected .....
I am trying hard not to be threatening showing my "hunger",and need  or else
stay in a "non fed" mode with my desiring mostly as a possibility than a necessity.
Something that could either become lit or stay in dynamic peaceful state..
 Talking with Katerina and Peter was precious.
As precious and welcomed is when you stop for a minute and REBOOT your thoughts while experimenting to  size them in words, impossible words but because of that like an off-switch to RESTART.
Thoughts not expressed ........in words(?)  ,not participating in their burrial ritual become ghosts haunting you.
This is the given scheme to be continued..



and i accept it gratefully.




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