Alexander de Goeyen
She'd cast spells with the charming move or her hands. I'd be forever lost.
Blackest Nightmare
Best savored with some Eric Satie (Gnossienne No. 3)Enjoy the nightmare, watch the eternal black bleed of tales and dreams, freshly made scars, rotten dreams of light, grounds of dead weed, moon of no shine, no clouds, no green mountains in the back, only that black of closed eyes… Scream muted, letting all that energy out, waves of no sound coming out, dead and alive, conscious of legs and limbs, confined in that ever-increasing numbness of all, open your eyes, enjoy the carnival of your hazing life, verging with the other side, be steady…Alexander de Goeyen1 min read