i'm falling into time
i'm soft and strong
i’m displaced
i’m an existencial immigrant
i taste primordial scents
i’m learning who i am
i don’t have a clue where I’ll be next
i felt abandoned, as I renounced one potential dream life
i’m anonymous
i’m a body researcher
i inspire and ignite inner revolutions
i’m hyper sensitive
i’m a wanderer polyglot
i decipher symbolic language
i speak with trees and flowers
i dance to understand
i’m permeable to new philosophies
i experiment with mind-expansive plants
i witness an emerging economy
i’m addicted to the digital spheres
i’m recouping my sense of self-worth
i’m reclaiming my identit(ies)
i vow to Jung and Steiner and Jodorowsky
i’m celibate
i’m hyper-sensual
i envision a healing arts community
i train my attention
i see the light in memory
i investigate the liminal and sublime
i have an affair with the city
i practice derivé
i try to embody my feminine powers
i miss my grandmother's presence
i empty my language from new age regurgitation
i aspire for a robust tranquility within, ataraxia
i dream of revolutions and great storms
i know a king will slowly enter my life
i open my dreams as a theatrical practice
i swallow the eggs of drowned skinless sirens
i’m indifferent to politics
i cry when Trump visited Mexico
i rebel against capitalism, stock market and social injustices
i’m melancholic of the past, optimistic about the future
i feel the sublime now
i record sounds because i feel my memory is failing me
i feel i’m dying
i feel a divine queen
i explore the veil of the subconscious
i revisit manifestos to find where i stand
this is the epoch of spirituality, choosing to see the sublime and beautiful
to un-know what was affecting an asynchronous ripple
listen, listen, listen deeper, laugh a bit more
and let the essential breathe
stand in between the threshold of practice, risk and reality

become aware of this waking dream

MCS. Berlin, 2016

Photo by Daniel N. Johnson, NYC 2015
Art by Mar Sierra