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A Tale of Eternal Love

The 10th Full Moon after Queen finally found and rejoined with her very much sought after, dreamt of, cherished Nomad, the Universe kindly smiled at the two cheerful lovers deciding to award them with the most precious gift in Its entire domain, the Miracle of Life.

Despite the initial surprise and disbelief, this Beautiful Story was clearly inscribed in the entire surrounding environment, and openly manifest during moments of Cosmic Connection that Queen and Nomad abundantly experienced since the onset of their present physical encountering.

It was during moments of elation that Queen intuited a simple fundamental Truth, that Magic exists, and that’s Nature itself, manifesting in the dynamic Interconnected Cyclical Existence of every being. Yet she would often quickly forget about it, absorbed like any other 1000s individuals into a urban life which makes this very basic reality seem either fool or an entertaining, distracting Myth, to the point of persuading and forcing people to go back to a world of physical and virtual Disconnected Networks, where both men and women and even children mechanically adapt to and power Plastic Lives like batteries to mobile phones.

Now Magic has tangibly shown and touched Queen’s heart first then rapidly flooding towards the rest of her body transforming it into a unique Laboratory where finally and only Science and Religion converge and fuse, overcoming their eternal dichotomy.

And it’s not mystical, it’s not mystery, it’s the Quintessential Reminder that what we see out-there, what we struggle to explain with our erroneously deployed rational capabilities, all that we incessantly construct with our feeble bodies and try to fix into shallow permanent involucres, this very chaotic stinking pale unstable society, which multiplies itself by sucking humans’ lymph and cutting their natural root, can only offer unhappiness, a feeling of rush and pointlessness and a constant fear of termination, derived by its manifest decaying character.

There is a New Life now evolving quickly within Queen, unfolding an extraordinary Tale of Eternal Love to anyone awake and sensitive enough to read and believe in it, abandoning deeply rooted preconceptions and culturally transfused deceptions.


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adesso non piu’

non piu’ carne, sono vegana.

non piu’ frottole, sono sana.

non piu’ giochi della mente, labirinti senza uscita, cunicoli e segreti da tenere dentro ‘fino alla morte’ o per amor di patria.

Solo la vita giorno dopo giorno, libera e senza ostacoli, solo qualche specchio ancora di tanto in tanto mi sorride e mi fa fermare a parlare con lui.

E poi, la vita che si dispiega, e svela le sue sfumature anche attraverso i miei pennelli.

Ecco la mia vita adesso, per te che ti fermi a leggere.

E’ magia pura. E la natura ne e’ parte.

E’ un ritmo celestiale, universale, che naviga sulle onde dell’amore.

Grazie luna, ancella del divino sulla terra per noi essere limitati dalla ragione umana, per avermi teso la mano e cullata nel tuo ventre dorato.

E grazie tu uomo possente, mascherato a volte dietro sinuose forme maschili, oh universo che tutti ci abbracci.

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Paolo e Francesca

Quali colombe dal disio chiamatethe kiss
con l’ali alzate e ferme al dolce nido
vegnon per l’aere, dal voler portate;

Amor, ch’al cor gentil ratto s’apprende,
prese costui de la bella persona
che mi fu tolta; e ‘l modo ancor m’offende.

Amor, ch’a nullo amato amar perdona,
mi prese del costui piacer sì forte,
che, come vedi, ancor non m’abbandona


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Is it too late for St.Valentines?

could love be described as a good sentiment

commonly felt of regard and endearment?

or is it such a serious disease

that sends two at the same time to bed with ease?

and is it that the more you stay there in bed

the less you f**k about with our planet?

or is it that obsessive infatuation

can easily cause our ego’s inflation?

is there between us  cosmic connection

as we all originate from deep affection?

or is it that our most profound sensation

can lead to a life in extreme isolation?

could it be that our greatest problems’ solution

lies in a collective consciousness-revolution?

or do we need a charismatic face

to manoeuvre  us out of our fatal disgrace?

if the name of the day derives from “valens”meaning worthy

it’s never too late to rise in love altogether…


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Nel Tempio

Lui si alza ogni mattina e con passo leggero si avvicina a me.

Il suo corpo voluttuoso mi sfiora e mi fa librare in aria.

Boogie con andatura indifferente gli si accosta

con la coda sfiorandone quasi impercettibilmente le gambe

anche lei assaggiandone il calore e la profonda sensualita’

facendosi avvolgere in una interminabile delicatezza.

Poi prepariamo la colazione –

scandita dal fischio del bollitore

e dal suono irruente del frullatore –

ci sediamo e guardiamo negli occhi

eppur si’ increduli per la meravigliosa avventura

che si sviluppa libera

mentre noi abbandonati alla corrente della vita

ci lasciamo trasportare.

La spaceship che originariamente atterro’ di fronte Salween house

si e’ adesso trasformata in sacro tempio dell’amore.

Incensi profumati, preziosi olii d’oriente e colori pastello

adornano il nostro nido mentre col nostro amore

irroriamo di luce e calore

ogni momento

di questa mistica stagione

della nostra vita.

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…shushhhh…..say it quietly….someone out there can hit it otherwise…

shushhhh….think it quietly……the child was just born the child is small….

shushhhh…..think it quietly……

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yesterday i thought,

<make love your goal> has got a meaning

i was struggling now every day i would wake up with this tiny

ineffable prayer in my head

today a new beam lit up my mind

love is a means, not an end in itself

love takes people’s body and heads

and drive them towards full enjoyment

of which very few preconceptions exist

only dreams that by magic become reality

and that’s what love really is

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