
I love Nature. I love stones, cubic perfections, woods, homes…
I love Nature. I love stones, cubic perfections, woods, homes and temples. I love the past, the tradition, places and people where life and things were not crushed to make cement and create plastic existences and virtual crazyness. I believe in God, Angels, Heroes, Witches, Nimphs, Ghosts, Were wolves, Shamans, Poets, Saints, Whores, Sinners and Magicians. I believe NOT in a plastic routine were everything and everyone has a time and a number, a reason and a function. I rely upon the miracle of existence, of divine protections, on old worlds and romantic souls. I avoid the Orcs and the Undeads unborn, shadows of grief with values sparkles.
I believe in beauty and immortality.
I believe in a light stronger than shadows.
I rely upon a protection stronger than any opposition.
I endorse the peace of the lion with the lamb.
I spell a holy vowel from a blessing formula stronger than one million curses.
I want only warriors with noble souls, priests with crowns of Atef, priestesses with Hathor’s horns, creatures with Pan flutes.