Manifeste n°38

Manifesto 38

Running this time, feeling only my explosion’s deflagration and finding this world at present’s counter-tide. I block, I do not know anymore, I am lost. I dream and pray during my insomnia. Hearts rise and run that new frenzied symphony. In the time of rebirth, faces wipe out themselves to discover a new gaze in this shiny euphoria. I hear a sound of prayer that beats this dissolute ground lying under my feet. 

Yet, I keep on walking with this cross on my back and this light between my fingers. These doubled visions upset each other in my spirit and lead me astray in those cards that I have beaten in the hope of a better day without a farewell. Tirelessly intertwined in my fears of another distress. 

I carry the burden of a nameless mystery that swallows me in transformations and failures which stall me in a flight against the present time, one that already runs through a foregone future by despondencies. Wind drowns me in this outer-sound space which blocks me in order to watch back my visions of past times. Lying on this damp ground I let myself be pierced by the mud which buries my skin, flooded by the fear that carries me through the night.

CAR ACT AIR