The art relating to itself.

If you consider the weaponization of the postmodernist movement as in the dishonest assessment latter done to the movement as a way to delegitimize and discourage history revisionism and the questioning of the credibility of media and it’s portrait of world events.

Erotomania.

Paestum, south of the Italic peninsula, close of where the Sabines lived and located in the same region as the part of my Hellenic heritage. With the temples of Hera, Athena and Poseidon. It felt like the perfect place for a wedding ceremony, as a Buccellati Penelope’s ring the right engagement ring. The symbolic meaning …

“Zelig syndrome.”

Maybe I’m partially disabled. I don’t want to accept this, so I keep going back and forth from hope to hopelessness. The more I rest and clear my mind out of my problems, the better at least I can think. The harassment is counterproductive but I’m learning to deal with it among all the distress …

Deprogramming.

From the lies of globalism to the erotomaniac conditioning. I’m also deprogramming myself from believing that consuming the zeitgeist holds any importance. This decision is mostly related to how disingenuous is the current culture with the lack of shared resources. If people exploit you without sharing their profit, what sort of participation do you have? Less …

Jinx.

“I’m bringing the metaphysical resources.” Said no one ever and delivered nothing as expected. We live in a time where ideas are easily “traded” without any compensation. That’s the nicest, euphemistic way I can phrase this. My zetaflex roof was damaged this réveillon and again a few nights ago. Some vandalism related to a political …

“Help us encourage him to create wealth. Not aggro.”

Except it was the contrary. At every attempt in creating wealth or at least the persuasion of what could generate a steady income was met with great amount of resistance. There is an undercover type of enslavement going on where through endless sabotage acts creates a sort of financial dependency on those who created the …

35.

This past four years of sickness led me to a bunch of last nights alive on the planet earth. I couldn’t properly sleep, so at first I was worried about all the things I wanted to do and I wouldn’t and then I started worrying about my familiars that I wouldn’t help and after that …

Better alone than badly accompanied.

Art is somehow apolitical in the sense of lack of partisanship or it would be propaganda. I don’t have an agenda, I’m not affiliate to anyone but some things are holding me back to start publishing independently: My current health condition and exhaustion; the lack of monetary incentive so I need to find a job …