Synaesthesia, Liszt, and Khatia Buniatishvili

Aromatic fragrance, percolating
the astonishment of my eyes and
auditory perception by generating
a melancholic melody that
triggers my prefrontal cortex
in a breath of wondrous vortex.

That pink scent sang for me
and I stood still like a cold statue
but warmed by you my dear
ancient rose, Synaesthesia,
the beauty of all…

Glyphosate is not Organic

How I survive in the beautiful city of Prague as a modern-day warrior, using our ancestors’ Paleolithic wilderness… and MADness.

Masarykovo nábřeží from Slovanský ostrov, Prague


Cellular Respiration

Jacopo Salvestrini

«Ora et Labora» ~

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