by atma anna christ Soft skin under my fingers the rose breathing in essence praying for the seemingly impossible the direction into total loss Into oblivion into reality into manifestation of unknown forces curving my past  Anticipating  future relics into parallel time line mocking coincidences knowing the impossible  Trained in patience the  lady seemed but […]

By atma anna christ How is it that the enemy loves you more than the friend? How is it that the weather warms up without reason? how can I kill another to have it my way? This is a lonely path a practical friend the deep dive into the unknown the night is a mystery […]

@by atma anna christ What if I really loved you so much so deep so unfathomable definitely that nothing can erase you from my blood ? Is it true ? Can blood hold memories or is it the mind ? What is it that holds impressions feelings identities structures of hope  irrevocable destinies? Where are […]

by atma anna christ From epicurean to Pythagorean my life has shifted and the numbers are goddesses and iam just a number… From the darkness to reach the day you change train  and in between is the abyss In such moment I wish my friends were here to dine together to engage in moments of […]

by atma anna christ The child had a sense of fear The weather was humid food allergies and all In this time and space my mind doesn’t exist  It is an instrument of calculation we need to calculate  It is an instrument of plot do we need paranoia? It is the weather that makes my […]

by atma anna christ Είμαι η θάλασσα που απλώνεται στη γη και η γη την ρουφάει ο απύθμενος ωκεανός το χαρακίρι του σαμουράι στο όριο της τιμής του εγώ και η κόγχη του βράχου που κοιτάει τον ουρανό ξέροντας ότι τον εχει φτάσει το Γκονγκ που χτυπάει τρεις φορές στην πύλη που στέκεται στο χάος […]