Una piccola e sporca odissea. After a month of painful driving down France and Italy, I found a home in Santa Cesarea. Then I set out towards Haifa and Jerusalem, following St Michael’s ley line, to do something for my family. I crossed the Ionio… but didn’t make much headway. On my fourth day in Greece, hyperacusis took over my life.
Sixth sunset in Pálairos
SIXTH SUNSET IN PÁLAIROS
Il-ħanina madonna
illallalalla
what on earth
what in sky
is going on
Kumbinazzjoni
coincidenza
eh eh eh
sometimes
kultant
nixtieeeq
I wish so (…)
Σιγά σιγά
ΣΙΓΆ ΣΙΓΆ
(slowwwly)
Sigá sigá
le le
not follow follow
que no
insewni
forget me and Pablito
for six to eight days
and nights
DJ Ottu has flicked the switch
to white noise
White noise
like the light foamy crackle
of these new earplugs
I did not want them
but will get used to them
bilfors
per forza
it’s the only way (…)
