2021

To war, for what?
What’s the point of fighting?
What is the sense of prevailing over another living being?

I pray for the humanity, to evolve, to understand, to be human.

2021

For each wound
A thorn in the heart,
a demon of fear
The fear of not being able
to feel the same emotions again

For many wounds
many thorns in the heart

2021

Lovers,
who live in their capsule
detached from the truth,
listening only to their feelings

Vulnerable lovers of the real world.

2021

We are born sinners,

with hatred in the soul,

against others, for no reason.

Looking for differences,

that don’t exist,

not today, never.

2021

We are born sinners,

with hatred in the soul,

against others, for no reason.

Looking for differences,

that don’t exist,

not today, never.

2021

In my head,

seas become clouds,

whites become blacks,

nothing become everything.

In my head,

always together.

2021

In my head,

seas become clouds,

whites become blacks,

nothing become everything.

In my head,

always together.

2020

An ordinary extinction,

to people who don’t believe it.

To those who are consciously closing their eyes, for what we will not leave to our children.

2020

An ordinary extinction,

to people who don’t believe it.

To those who are consciously closing their eyes, for what we will not leave to our children.

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Born sinners

In my head

Some works during these years

We have a chance to say something strong.

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To war, for what?What’s the point of fighting?What is the sense of prevailing over another living being? I pray for the humanity, to evolve, to understand, to be human.

For each woundA thorn in the heart,a demon of fearThe fear of not being ableto feel the same emotions again For many woundsmany thorns in the heart

Lovers,who live in their capsuledetached from the truth,listening only to their feelings Vulnerable lovers of the real world.

We are born sinners,

with hatred in the soul,

against others, for no reason.

Looking for differences,

that don’t exist,

not today, never.

We are born sinners,

with hatred in the soul,

against others, for no reason.

Looking for differences,

that don’t exist,

not today, never.

In my head,

seas become clouds,

whites become blacks,

nothing become everything.

In my head,

always together.

In my head,

seas become clouds,

whites become blacks,

nothing become everything.

In my head,

always together.

An ordinary extinction,

to people who don’t believe it.

To those who are consciously closing their eyes, for what we will not leave to our children.

An ordinary extinction,

to people who don’t believe it.

To those who are consciously closing their eyes, for what we will not leave to our children.

Shop the 2021 Collection

Born sinners

In my head

We have a chance to say something strong.

To war, for what?
What’s the point of fighting?
What is the sense of prevailing over another living being?

I pray for the humanity, to evolve, to understand, to be human.

For each wound
A thorn in the heart,
a demon of fear
The fear of not being able
to feel the same emotions again

For many wounds
many thorns in the heart

Lovers,
who live in their capsule
detached from the truth,
listening only to their feelings

Vulnerable lovers of the real world.