INNER GEOGRAPHY

     Some places exist, some places are expected to exist, some are invented and others reinvented. Some places only exist in the inner geography of the mind. Some places were always there… continents and islands, oceans and mountains, gardens, rocks, paths, the meadows of the moon, the cliffs of the sun, the spirals of the galaxies… And they keep spreading and multiplying. No limits and no boundaries. You don’t walk on the common geography anymore, my brother… I meet you every day in this everlasting and ever-changing geography inside. All may seem so different but there’s no distance. The pebbles I collect as unique jewels at the beach are the same you are collecting. The waves that wash my feet are the same that wash your feet. The wind that caresses my skin and waves my hair is the same you are breathing. The sun that warms my path is the same that is reflected in your eyes. The Spring that populates our yard with new life is the same that is out bursting in your stars… Could we be closer than this? Don’t need to answer, I know your answer, we share so many places in this inner geography… even when your east is my west…

     The poem below was born and lives in this inner geography you knew so well. It’s the chaotic burst of a mind without conventional maps… You didn’t like plans either, you moved better on the surface of the oceans of freedom. The ethereal ground you are stepping across is your endless map of freedom. Thank you, my brother, for the new routes and constellations… they make this side brighter and wider…

     I stopped writing these spontaneous chaotic poems for many years… Now I’m writing them again. I know what you would say… “That means that you never change, you the faithful one…”

     Below, are some photographs from the album Light Touch, belonging to the endless series Premeditated Mistakes. Only intentionally blurred photography, without effects or manipulation. Each image is what it is, though what’s behind it’s almost always impossible to identify. A kind of inner geography, glimpses of oneiric landscapes and visions…

NONSENSICAL SELF-LULLABY

I’m sick feeble flocking down dawning at dusk

The edges of a never ending tide, ending here tightly

Walking velvet feet foot-printing my eyes, 

Broken seals of an opened secret letter, stars sent

Writing a new alphabet in the omega of each second

My hands, simple peasants from distant constellations

Scribble devotedly in the chest of the rising sun

Smiling sunbeams embrace the blooming tears of grass

Drink another cup before the clay turns into Galatea 

Within the overwhelming arms of the dreaming Pygmalion 

Who’s the sculptor, who’s the statue? Whose the life in the marble?

Whose the life within the warm embrace of dreams?

Whose the dreams within the warm embrace of life?

Marbled flesh weaved silently with the crystal threads of the soul

Fugitive persistence of light in the endless galleries of time

Wonder in the pockets of the wanderer, cradle of lost and new jewels

Recognizable eyes, deep inside, gaze from across the inner windows

Transparent doors open into the spiral staircase up to the zenith 

Smoking laugh with the gargoyles in the cathedrals of doom

Nude dunes of smoky deserts alpha coming and going

I’m downing the clouds to my bed, quiet herds of thoughts

Blue and white serenades tickling my toes, flowing tunes 

I seek my twin fever in dragonflies’ wings, fly dragon fly

Fly across the twinkling corners of this new universe

Cool blows tiny tigers across my head, foggy tigers

Flaming freedom furs wavering and weaving 

Through forests of summer snows and winter naked heat 

One more second and I’ll be ahead, I’ll be the air breathing me

Running through scented fields of jasmine, lemon and cinnamon 

Getting fast to the deep center of the senses, synesthetic moon 

Floating fleeting flights into the sleeping cells

A lapse time-lapsed carves one more ridge in the matrix

Now that the work is done it’s time to start again… 

Sleep deeply and gently before wakening… 

Without sleep there’s no wake up

No vision, no quest, no vigil, no journey, no encounter…

Sleep little bird, sleep in your magic cozy nest

Tomorrow there’s work, road and life to wake up

To be turned into dreams, into magic, into you and you…

São Ludovino, 20/2/2014 – 2:31 a.m.

Premeditated Mistakes - Inner Geography, photography by Suy / São Ludovino. 

Premeditated Mistakes - In flight..., photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

 Premeditated Mistakes - Touchable light, photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

 Premeditated Mistakes - Lightly in the wind, photography by Suy /São Ludovino.

Premeditated Mistakes - Rainforest, photography by Suy / São Ludovino. 

Premeditated Mistakes - Rainbow waters, photography by Suy / São Ludovino. 

 Premeditated Mistakes - Mingling above..., photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

Premeditated Mistakes - Spring serenade, photography by Suy / São Ludovino. 

 Premeditated Mistakes - Alisius..., photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

Premeditated Mistakes - Sirocco..., photography by Suy / São Ludovino. 

 Premeditated Mistakes - Isthmus..., photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

Premeditated Mistakes - Geiser..., photography by Suy / São Ludovino. 

 Premeditated Mistakes - Peninsula...., photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

 Premeditated Mistakes - Archipelago..., photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

 Premeditated Mistakes - Undiscovered island...,  photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

 Premeditated Mistakes - Cosmic Geology..., photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

Premeditated Mistakes - Will-bow rising..., photography by Suy / São Ludovino. 

 Premeditated Mistakes - Another rebirth..., photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

 Premeditated Mistakes - Tireless wings..., photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

 Premeditated Mistakes - Tireless wings... detail, photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

Premeditated Mistakes - Rainbow after rainbow..., photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

 Premeditated Mistakes - Protected by the winged will-bow..., photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

Premeditated Mistakes - High tide on the clouds..., photography by Suy / São Ludovino.

Premeditated Mistakes - Path to the sun..., photography by Suy-São Ludovino.