ARKHITEKTONIKA 2009 - The Noctiflorous 01 û We Are Out
Being the quiet of all ôSelvesö, Something is moving out of the depth of the Universe's Creating Soul. Is it falling out from Entity or cognition of Its wholeness? What attracts animae back to primordial Beauty-in-itself? This inward whirlwindà But for the time being we picture we are out.
Switching the roles Embracing both poles Removing the traces Discovering spaces
New faces, strange cases Rulers of races Revolving, rotating On somebody's axis
Oh this dour silence An enemyÆs violence Taking deep breathing Pleasing-displeasing
Remembering Source is Strict balance of forces A map of the heavens But something what happens