MYTHIX

Myths are story patterns that ground human’s spirit and fuel our faith in life. Their human creatures and other beasts and symbols recharge our trust in our beingness. Their presence doesn’t give explanations: there is no rational reason to be alive. From the nothingness before the beginning of everything come our names and secrets. That familiar unknown gives birth to Mythix.

What your eyes would say if they could shout?

What did you see that everyone should know?

What did you see that nobody should know?

What did you see that makes you hate life?

What did you see that makes you love life?

What trillions of eyes for millions of years have seen

and still refuse to talk about?

The tenderness possible in every gesture

The wonder and the horror lying within every breath

The miraculous

Maybe we need to shut them down to remember.

From where do you come from

when you don’t walk?

Who are you

when you don’t talk?

How does your heart put itself together

when you don’t feel?

How do your hands exist

when you don’t reach?

How does your soul birth

when you don’t desire?

How do you touch me

when I don’t know who I am

To resolve my skin

To release my shivers

To impede my worst

How do I know who you are

when I touch you

Deeper than love

The need to share

the bounty

of innocence

That trust

to discover

Attuned

with nothingness.

What’s the value of Life?

What’s the value of Death?

what’s your value

between the worlds?

Reaching out into the glow

my breath experiences

everything I don’t know

My spine bursts

My marrow shines

Stars in my cells

Stories in my feathers

How much of me

should I exist

despite flow of doubts

Can I breath

three times

and appear

despite my fear of being seen

Can I disturb

the air

and plant

a unique life?

I will meet you

on the other side

The day

we got married.

You are important

You are the night of the sun

that carries

the beginning.

The story of a life that didn’t work

Lost in time, lost of time, of sweat

Too many people involved, desperate

to find a way home

I’m not here to tell it. Too boring

I’m here to spit out the end

DO WHAT YOU WANT

YOU WILL DIE ONE DAY

Death has many hearts

She will dive for you

She will crack down for you

She will drown for you

Until you walk with your face up

Until you shit your bottom happy

Until you meet your guts.

Death has many hearts

She will kill you until you live.

Is love a waist?

How many fingers

Do I need

To tell you

Again

That I explode

In you.

Death bothers those who cannot see

At the edge of time

my weight pulls you

toward the end

Look at the void

Enjoy the NO.

What is the value of Life

within your blood

What is the value of Life

every time you feel something

What is the value of Life

at the moment of your death

How many kids do you need to have

to perceive the value of Life

within your belly?

Breakdown your memories

into cells of power

that immerse you into your real asset:

the value of your Life

What is the value of your Life

each time you breath

each time you fart

each time you love

What is the value of your Life

within your organism,

your bones, your laws

How can you not trust

what you contain

Galaxies of histories

Veins of faith

Feces of wonder

How can you not trust

your nervous system

and the justice that rules over

the sparkles of your synapses

What is the value of your Life

when you despair

Trust despair

Trust the pizza that you like

Trust the friend who betrayed you

Trust the air you inhale

At every levels of your being

explode into the confidence in

the value of your Life.

Deep within Life

there’s a voracious Void

Who doesn’t care

Shining, sturdy, reliable,

It eats every glowing particle,

Winds, homes, plans

It eats brains and dreams

It eats your heart

Swallows your soul

Deep within Life

there’s a NO

That is a YES

there’s Death

That is Life.

My butts believe in reality

No AI will deprive me of my humanity

No budget will deprive me of strawberries

No boss will deprive me of freedom

No election will prevent me from laughing

No war will prevent me from falling in love

The most ancient laws of Life

give you the right

to lie when you want ice cream

to fuck when you are bored

to sell your art

when you want to have fun.

Between possibilities burst impossibilities

Queen of Nowhere

I am not going to tell you why you exist