As one approaches up the boulevard, virus-abandoned, nothing, no glimpse, no prelude, no feat of imagination can prepare one for the wonder of this fusion of shapes, projections, facets; every step forward confirming the last, […]
Category: Contrasts
Concealment and invention, or honesty and reality? Interest, fascination, infatuation, obsession, all lie in mystery rather than identity. Within the realm of mystery, love, true love, exists at that moment, that place, where truth and magic collide. Choose, therefore, to be now, or then. Shall you be as you appear, or appear as you are?
Multitudes
What remains? What oath now binds us? What last things have attested a final vow? Truth remains, by which a world remains. The same world? Was that a world? What were its excellences, its dignities, […]
Gweini meddal
Mewn byd mor greulon, mae’n cymryd dewrder a chryfder i gynnal calon feddal, cyffyrddiad cain, a theimladau sensitif. Os yw’r galon yn gryfach na’r dwylo, bydd goddefgarwch, tosturi a dewrder yn dod â mwy o […]
Le nombre d’or
La formule mathématique de la beauté – le nombre d’or, la proportion divine – 1: 1,618. Beauté, clairement définie, identifiée; son mystère, cependant – où réside l’intérêt, la fascination, l’engouement, l’obsession, l’amour – reste insaisissable. […]
Ochr wrth ochr
Fe wnaethon ni sefyll yno, ochr yn ochr, y ddau ohonom, heb ddweud gair. Ochr yn ochr, heb air. Beth bynnag sy’n digwydd, peidiwch â bod ofn. Ni fyddaf yn brifo chi. Ni fydd unrhyw […]
Clarity
Life does not give itself to one who tries to keep all of its advantages at once. As there are only mediocrity and obsession, I keep my obsessions as essential, and discard the rest. With […]
Corner
Have you been forced into a corner? Or does your lethargy, your cowardice keep you there, cowering before an imaginary adversary, chimera of your own delusion. Unfurl yourself. Gird yourself. Hone your weapons, be they […]
Fy nhywyllwch
Rydych chi’n gofyn, ‘Onid ydych chi’n ofni fy nhywyllwch?’ O’i gymharu â fy un i, dim ond cysgod, amwysedd, pryder yw eich tywyllwch. Mae fy nhywyllwch nid yn unig yn absenoldeb goleuni, ond hefyd yn […]
Mon horloge française
Time should be lived, not killed. It should enhance, encourage; not dictate, not constrain. With every glance at the clock, I am urged to linger there as in reverie. Time is a gift. As such, […]
