15.THE GARDEN OF NEBAMUN SATANIA

The garden of nebamun satania The verb Barely the tomb at thebes 1400 bc Conflict, paradox and limit. In the pond fish ducks and winged, arrowed or armored trees and more here the shock, the place where it differs And in the hereafter you, in your astringent pendulum holography in perspiring. Spilling over the aerial lattice the forest subscribes to fullness, neither one path nor the other in the water that hardens hanging from the landscape between tensing and expiring.

Intoxicated with reverberations, the fading background of unspeakable works on cascades of songs of orioles, egrets, plovers, pelicans, kites and crisp beetles. And in a delimitation and its lack, inspire the hands that travel on their honey the papyrus flowers and water lily. Discharging from eternity, its poison thick drops of hawthorn limestone and granite network of plates and folds in nectars transported, smeared with immensity. Honeycombs of delirium and color, psilosibin fibers, the smoothness of the flowers, the fruits of the inflorescences, a network of layers and stories that no one in this shipwreck will deflower, only children would paint like this, saving the axis the focal and temporal distance that already Ineluctables separate us in this drift without any absolute anchoring center. Network without beginning or end articulation.

Inside its needles, outside its colors will estrangement to estrangement. The brand out of the tide, floating with a single point of contact, this tangential longing. Spacing between the viewer and the immersions between the wall and its minimal unit of graft in another graft, the context, the crack of the surface to blow a moan and the soft caress that draws it from the depth of some abyss that longs for it, hanging , breath and text " network of clicks and screams without beginning or end.

Unmasking the crypt that it intends to veil; finish where there was a hidden veil before, pacing; shed light from words on designations and dysfunctional. While the cubic emerging crushed by the drunken ship, in order to sail shipwrecked. Pedestrian The iceberg of time stained on an iceberg of fish, ducks and arrowed and armored winged trees connected between stingers and sparks. gleaming brushstrokes shrouded between limestone and vault to be contemplated white mind. From the background a saddle climbing a garden of stars inside a bottle, an uninhabited obituary of salvos and just a rumor.