In English

Turia Gardens, València (Spain), February 2019 Who? What? Why? When? How? Where? To be to come to go to know to get to live Who am I? What do I know? What do I get? Why? When? How? Where? I know I am I know I get I get to know I am what I know because I am when I live where I come from and where I am going to.

Mas La Plana, Santa Maria d'Oló (Barcelona, Spain), February 2019 A moment of peace, let nothing disturb you, you’ll be lacking for nothing; suddenly reality hits relentless smashing you. Nothing is like you used to see, nothing in your eyes like it used to be, nothing is anymore, everything disturbs you. Calm so hard fought for vanishes, leaves your side, everything disturbs you, you are lacking for everything, suddenly reality hits. Light from far away, a friendly voice, a memory of a time that unknowingly, ineffable branded you indelibly. Nothing disturbs you no more, but everything is different; you no more lack for anything, but miss what you long for. Breathing becomes difficult, your body shamelessly complains. Anxiety, breathing is arduous, your back stiff, about to break, the air burns, rain sizzles, you dwell in a place between Sisyphus and Prometheus, eternal return of labor and pain. Light, clarity, a new daw

Bobingen (Germany), August 2017 Endless, lively the waterwheel spins untiredly moving the water of life, refreshing the air that lets you swell, and flows happily fresh through your days. Blessed waterwheel which ignores a mind stubbornly set up in controlling water, air, joy, and limit their way fresh through your days. Strong, tenacious the soul tries to pace the mind, to freshen the fertile air, and gladly drive the merry waterwheel which steadily leads your steps fresh through your days.