Death to everyone

 

Detail of the Trees facing the palace where Nuremberg Trials were hosted.
Whitnesses.
I rubbed and scratched my hands on their bark until I had myself bleeding.
A collective sense of Guilt may not be enough.
We Failed memory and History again.
History will repeat itself, unfortunally it's a thing we're good at. It may the thing we do best.
There will never any peace for the ones who here represented a nation.
I'm just so happy Death will come for everyone.

Monkey Puzzle Tree

We raced among the Trees, knowing We could even fall faster (me).

We looked away from the Trees.
We woke up into brilliant sunshine, in a street of temples (J.G.Ballard)

Send me a Tree

And then C. Lee, while travelling back home, mentioned the idea of having in here guest appearance of pictures of Trees coming from other people, people I love, people who love Trees.
So I say I start again from her, from C.Lee and some pics she took while in London.
And then from Luca B., a dear dear friend who found himself looking at a Tree. And that moment became a routine, as W.S. Burroughs would call it. And so here it is. That is the last pic, and maybe there's some fire behind, but the Light is surely something.
You have a good one.
Spring is here again, tender age in Bloom.
 

 

Thalassa

Rome, april 4th, 2013.

Thalassa Festival at Dal Verme was about to start, so C. Lee and I decided to go up the stairs and turn to the Sun before losing our loyal selves into the bands tunes.

We faced West. C.Lee was fast in taking this picture.

Right before the Sun, that is a Tree.

It's been something like the Sun giving a blessing through a Tree.

Somehow it looks like an Ascension.

Even if it's a sunset.

Heretical view[s]

Barcelona, march 2013.

 

Before starting the tour C.Lee and I decided to go back to this amazing place.
Its heretical view made me think that even in here Trees are the pilots of the Temple.
And somehow, even if I don't know anything about the architect (mea culpa), it makes me today think that he couldn't picture something like this without being somehow influenced by Heresy.
Heresy throughout History meant lot of things.
I still think that this phrase from a beautiful This Heat song can shortly sum it up:
Never, never forget you have a choice.


9 Heretical views
And here other two

Where have You been?

 Where have you been f.?

This is what I asked myself when I've got to remember that the latest words to be written in here were posted early/mid january.
Where have I been?
 Have I collected significant amounts of Trees(pictures of), was I still travelling around?
Why bothering you and myself looking for answers that won't add anything to this world we know, when the lesson is always to look forward, once speed is on our side?
I've been looking for finding again Waves behind the Trees, with no luck. They will find You, I then repeated to myself, as always. But I needed something I could recognize as mine, as familiar, a safe starting point.
Mr.Ngo and Lady C. then, in completely different situations, but in the very same day, talked about Bones; I wrote notes about my (fragile) bones, our dear Carla Bozulich gave me some lines she wrote for a new Fr.Murphy track ("tickle your bones" she starts with); that song to be called "Bones got dry".
So I looked at the Trees that patiently always sorround me, and, again, I found my Truth.
You will call it a Tree.

Walking among the Trees, I Thought of the Temple Pilots

Among the thousand pics I took last year, I decided to start 2013 with Trees that C. Lee walked by and took picture of on a journey of her on a Northern Forest. I was way far from there. My bones were still trying to heal. She thought of Protection, she looked at the Trees.

2013 will see Fr. Murphy work on a new EP, "Now Pain's on our side". The Legend asks to find Failure on its path. And so we will... Enter, then, Failure!