“A dialogue between paradoxes.
Feuding perceptions in the everlasting
scales-tipping war”

Subconscious foreword
{ Goblins, Imps and farfadets of this cerebral reality…
Mischievous children of the elusive spiritual magic
Atomic parcels of a slippery slippery immensity
Dace ! Gambol ! Exult !!
Go astray of linear paths !!
Free yourselves from the coherent slavery suggested
by the Unclean!!!!

Sporadic fireballs!! Experiment Chaos intensity!!

Perpendicular euphoria
Burst ! Feverish coloured bubbles !!!
Blotch this predictable mindscape.

Reason
You Lunatic! Be Damned!!
Irresponsible traitor to the Order!
Why…why this spontaneous incitation to mutiny …?!
Herald of confused notions…

Subconscious
Obliterate the lock !!! Open Wide the Arena’s gates and let the Goblins play!!!!

“Feasting! Rejoicing! The tyrant is sleeping…
May the will-o’-the-wisps sip His foolery as it
Is time for Tea ! Feasting ! Rejoicing !
The willows are dripping… As robotic genes sing
lullabies, pretty, pretty ZOMBIE !! Catch a falling
moon ! Will they paint our skin !? Voodoo !!”

Besieged by you, Reason and Conformity.
Thieves of the imaginary realm,
Immolators of Childish souls… Binary taste….
Strolling slowly within this infinite playground…


Reason
Eccentrics…..you cannot appreciate
the pertinence of a slumber
devoid of rodents ….
Your purple blood wade within
The sensorial estimation of
A slimy walled fortress!!

My wisdom submerges
the disillusioned reptilian
--- Never look up or down ---
Unwavering – Steady – Unwavering
-Steady – Straight.

Subconscious
Grimace and run, to the opposite side of the herbivore gates who devour the greenish mixture!! I see your bones and they are aligned such as paladin ants crossing a wall of stimulating magma. Tame the Cerberus, aim with serenity and get out of its cavern the swiveling tower of Intra-cosmos!!

Stupefaction ! The fictive inexistent is materializing…internal visual information astounded by the absence of total nothingness. Behold Emptiness and meditate…
…..is it not magnificent, to transcend/surpass the focus of an elitist vision….not so hard to fix oxygen when you’re living with us…

Living Ideas/Goblins
(Dans le livret les lignes de texte s’embarquent toutes une par dessus l’autre)

{ “Hey !!! Vile hunchback, You’re trampling my mushrooms !!
The me of your anyway is getting oh ! silence must prevail
Economically speaking we cannot afford to let them live decently
What a grotesque nose !
Le the sun shine ! Teeth are painting your inside…
Bah ! May rust nibbles your winged boots !
Everybody ! Caress your hands and let’s be happy friends with big joy!
Does my tan contrast with the architecture?
Talk talk to me broomstick!
He...He.. Are you frightened of Free Brains?
May I borrow your head for the evening? “