underground alliance

Mt. Shasta clouds

Underground alliance. Lines intersecting in the depths, separate paths gliding together. And even the trees connect us with their pure signals, emissary roots, orienting us toward a Union of hearts. Beating, a common rhythm communicating from the center or the earth. Beyond diversity, syntony of species, symphony of codes: blood lymph rivers and currents of rock. The sun dancing in a delicate equilibrium with gravity, alone in an incomplete circle. Here in this world, its singular rays are intwined with interplanetary ones, passing through clouds that hide passageways with their innocent shapes. Elliptical, dissolved …

written on Mount Shasta, California, 2 September 2013

Fratellanza sotterranea. Linee intrecciate in profondità, strade diverse scivolano insieme… Continue reading

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the Temples: home sweet home


when I travel around the world and come back to Damanhur,
I don’t feel like I’ve really come back…
even if I return to all the daily rituals and mechanisms of connection,
forehead to tree trunk, plates in the dishwasher, recuperating meetings,
saluting Horus from the gazebo next to the Open Temple with a wink…
until the moment I enter into the halls of the Temples.
a deep sigh, finally… home.
a wave of fresh air that penetrates the skin,
refreshing the muscles and caressing the bones.
finally I can breathe, let go, really breathe.
not a breath that descends to the sternum
and rises back up in a fit of anxiety,
but the breath that cleanses the entire universe,
beginning with the spheres on the altars in the chambers within,
the small, hidden ones full of brilliant treasures
veiled, sometimes brought out and shown,
when the planets and stars are aligned and friends with each other.
finally, protection, a bubble of pure time and atmosphere
defending me from the disharmonious radiation and confused thoughts outside.
underground. salvation. blessing. sensation of electric soul-belonging.
the rock walls, the living sculptures, every figure and symbol speaks to me,
sings a love song to me, divine music that guides the eternal invisible dance.

quando sono in giro per il mondo e torno a Damanhur… Continue reading