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Writings

Writing is to hang out with words. Hanging out, be(come) with the other is how I understand my creative process. Here you can read the wor(l)ds that happened to me.

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Eyes, Birds Aliens

Coming in 2019.

Notes from, hiking, camping and hanging out with Aleksandra Borys; during the creation of our piece: Eyes, Birds, Aliens.

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Mast Years

June/July/August2018. A mast Year, is a year of massive synchronised production of seeds, is  a term applied to trees like the Oak. 

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Quit.pain

April/June 2018 

phone notes from Montreal Canada and two more.

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Earth's Astrology

February/March 2018. A quarantine in Brazil thinking about narrative. And the power that 

our own story telling has at Earths life stream.

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Earth's Astrology

February/March 2018. A quarantine in Brazil thinking about narrative. And the power that 

our own story telling has at Earths life stream.

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Borys for Ola

On the Fall 2017 

At Händealle 3, Montgomery flat in Berlin, during the creation of Cranky Bodies Dance Reset by Peter Pleyer; I gave myself a task of writing Borys.

those are three small booklets

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RED Notes

Edit ´in November 2018.

Notes from a red notebook that covered full 2017 and most of 2018,

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Retrograde

Edit ´in 2018.

Retrograde is a collection of Early writings, going far back as 2012.

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Winter Journey

2016 text booklet from the performance Winter Journey.

A collaboration between Marcio K Canabarro and Csaba Molnar

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Eyes Birds Aliens

Coming Soon

  Letter to His Holiness. Fragment Text  

"How can we not know - as common-sense - that in a hand full of forest earth there are more living beings than humans on Earth? 

 

How to ignore that the final limitation of an organism that is too greedy and takes too much without giving anything in return destroy what it needs for life and dies out? 

 

Maybe activism is choosing-to-do-not-die-out."

Mast Years

Coming Soon

  Colour. 

I woke up today thinking I want to stop spending time with what I’m not, but profoundly meeting what I am. So the I dissolved ...

 

After, with closed eyes for several seconds I could see light. With eyes open only shades of darkness.

 

If you like red, you wouldn’t wear a red shirt. Because in it red is the only light frequency not absorbed, but wasted.

Quit.pain

  Tim Hortons 

I sit at Tim Hortons, with my coffee and a closed      paper box with six doughnuts.

I look around and take a deep breath:

Either I soak all the sadness and melancholy of this place; either the goodness and shelter that lingers around its corners or simply become aware of its different dimensions, realising that a single moment overtakes simultaneously all experiences and existences, in indivisible complex beauty...

What I realise was a choice towards total wonder inside of a franchise open to anyone willing to come in, in this grey rainy morning on a busy traffic junction at Montreal.

Earth's Astrology

  Being responsible  

We shall not resign our responsibility,

above all responsibilities, 

the one of being hopeful.

Borys for Ola

 Time 

Time is the will of measuring light. 

Coming Soon

RED Notes

  TIP. 

Release the outcome.

Retrogrde

  December 1st 2016. 

Journal writing is a practice of talking poetry to ourselves. 

  December 20th 2012  

I saw the moon on the ground. 

The rain made a pond, near the train station. was this big puddle that put the moon on the floor. When it rains my glasses are full of small raindrops. I do not clean it. Because when I walk in wet nights by looking to lampposts my eyes are filled with starlets, viewed from very up close. It is my own small galaxy that makes me company.

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Winter Journey

  Travellers. Text Fragment   

“Every time you see a star you must remember:

Its light has been crossing the universe for billions and billions of years before resting in your eyes.

So to see stars is to receive the visit of ancient travelers. then light is imbued with wisdom.”

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