Matias Loyola
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Berlin 3
Berlin 3. "Something happened. It is still going on. It binds me. It was true at night, and it's true in the day, even more so now. Who was who? I was in her and she was around me. Who in the world can claim that he was ever together with another being? I am together. No mortal child was begot, only an immortal common image. I learned astonishment that night. She came to take me home, and I found home. It happened once. Once, and therefore forever. The image that we created will be with me when I die. I will have lived within it. The amazement about the two of us, amazement about man and woman... has turned me into a human being. I know now... what... no angel knows." [from Der Himmel über Berlin, by Wim Wenders & Peter Handke]
Berlin 3Berlin 3 | Berlin 3. "Something happened. It is still going on. It binds me. It was true at night, and it's true in the day, even more so now. Who was who? I was in her and she was around me. Who in the world can claim that he was ever together with another being? I am together. No mortal child was begot, only an immortal common image. I learned astonishment that night. She came to take me home, and I found home. It happened once. Once, and therefore forever. The image that we created will be with me when I die. I will have lived within it. The amazement about the two of us, amazement about man and woman... has turned me into a human being. I know now... what... no angel knows." [from Der Himmel über Berlin, by Wim Wenders & Peter Handke]
Berlin 2Berlin 2 | Berlin 2. Damiel: "Do you recall our first visit here? History had not yet begun. We let mornings and evenings go by, and waited. It took a long time for the river to find its bed and the stagnant water to flow. Valley of the primeval river. One day, I still remember... the glacier melted and the icebergs drifted to the north. A tree passed by, still green, with an empty bird's nest. Only the fish had leapt over a myriad of years. Then came the moment when the bees drowned." Cassiel: "Some time later, the two stags fought on the bank. Then the flies and the antlers, like branches, flowing down the river. All that ever grew again was grass... growing over the bodies of wild cats, wild boar and buffaloes." Damiel: "One morning, out of the savannah, its forehead smeared with grass... appeared the biped, our image, so long awaited. And its first word was a shout. Was it "ah" or "oh", or was it merely a groan? We were at last able to laugh, for the first time. Through this man's shout and that of his followers, we learnt to speak." Cassiel: "A long story." Damiel: "Sun, lightning, thunder in the sky... and below on earth, the firesides, the leaps... the round dances, the signs, the writing. Then one broke through the cycle and ran straight ahead. As long as he ran straight ahead, swerving sometimes perhaps from joy... he seemed free, and again we could laugh with him. But then, suddenly, he ran zigzag, and stones flew. With his flight began the history of wars. It is still going on." Cassiel: "But the story of the grass, the sun, the leaps and the shouts... is still going on, too." [from Der Himmel über Berlin, by Wim Wenders & Peter Handke]
Berlin 1Berlin 1 | Berlin 1. "When the child was a child, It couldn't imagine nothingness, and today shudders at the idea. When the child was a child, it played with enthusiasm... and now it can only muster it when it concerns its work." What is wrong with peace that its inspiration doesn't endure and that its story its hardly told? If I do give up, then mankind will lose its storyteller. And if mankind once loses its storyteller, then it will lose its childhood. Look, my eyes. They are the image of necessity... of the future of everyone in the place." [from Der Himmel über Berlin, by Wim Wenders & Peter Handke]
Cantico - Vibrato - Hecate And The SeaCantico - Vibrato - Hecate And The Sea | Cantico - Vibrato - Hecate And The Sea. "It keeps eternal whisperings around desolate shores, and with its mighty swell gluts twice ten thousand Caverns, till the spell of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound." [from On The Sea, by John Keats] "Sea is an ancient language that I cannot succed to decipher." ("El mar es un antiguo lenguaje que ya no alcanzo a descifrar.") [from Luna de enfrente, by Jorge Luis Borges] "The sea has no country itself, and belong to everyone that dwells in listening to it, through here and there where the sun rises and sets." ("Il mare non ha paese nemmen lui, ed è di tutti quelli che lo stanno ad ascoltare, di qua e di là dove nasce e muore il sole.") [from I Malavoglia, by Giovanni Verga] "And when the day arrives I'll become the sky and I'll become the sea and the sea will come to kiss me for I am going home nothing can stop me now." [from La Mer, by Nine Inch Nails]
Time After TimeTime After Time | Time After Time.
Where The Arch Closes AgainWhere The Arch Closes Again | Where The Arch Closes Again. "Though the world changes form quick as a cloud does, all things completed come back to the oldest. Over tumult and change, soaring wider and higher, your prelude's enduring, god with the lyre." [from Sonnets To Orpheus, I, 19, by R.M.Rilke translation by Howard A. Landman, 1998, 1999]
Our WayOur Way | Our Way. "On your breasts, the milky way, an obscure gleam, drawn. The spark of life."
The Black SunThe Black Sun | The Black Sun. "...This split in the masculine psyche and the regular darkening of the moon in woman together explain the remarkable fact that the woman is accused of all the darkness in a man, while he himself basks in the thought that he is a veritable fount of vitality and illumination for the females in his environment..." "<i>...The novilunium of woman is a source of countless disappointments for man which easily turns to bitterness, though they could equally well be a source of wisdom if they were understood. Naturally this is possible only if he is prepared to acknowledge his black sun, that is, his Shadow..." [from Mysterium Coniunctionis, by C.G.Jung<]</i>
The Turning Of The ScrewThe Turning Of The Screw | The Turning Of The Screw. "I caught him, yes, I held him - it may be imagined with what a passion; but at the end of a minute I began to feel what it truly was that I held. We were alone with the quiet day, and his little heart, dispossessed, had stopped." [from The Turn of the Screw, by H.James]
Unicorn (cosa s'è perso)Unicorn (cosa s'è perso) | Unicorn (cosa s'è perso). "Cosa fai là, attendendo riconoscenza dalla vita? Estraneo fra i mercanti, mercante tu stesso, cosa fai là, se la tua stessa immagine ti ha abbandonato e lo specchio è solo il diario dei tuoi timori? Perchè sei ancora là, ancora versando acqua ai folli, pasto anche il premio gettato al vetro di uno zoo. Meglio esser lontani da quell'altare dei giorni delusi, uccidi, stupra, prendi, usa, fai tua la vita, perchè nella morte, tu non possa aver dubbio di aver fatto cosa sbagliata."
UnicornUnicorn | Unicorn. "Are you blind or are just cursed with vision, to beat a path on which I do not scrap a rhyme? I do not lack a home in the outer skin wound you sharp sinking flames bearer, you are too young to stand my sight. Land me, forget me in your sleeps, I am meant to be broken languages on eager to have mouths, you are so away from a not-to-be home. But every day in your eyes, I still see a unicorn born to run the forest down."
WaterWater | Water. "Late at nite the air was cool we snuck into this swimming pool i went under and you followed let's not think about tomorrow everything is perfect now" [from Swimming Pool, by Freezepop]
UnsentUnsent | Unsent. "For all the other destinations"
The White MoonThe White Moon | The White Moon. "Knight of the White Moon, of whose achievements I have never heard until now, I will venture to swear you have never seen the illustrious Dulcinea; for had you seen her I know you would have taken care not to venture yourself upon this issue, because the sight would have removed all doubt from your mind that there ever has been or can be a beauty to be compared with hers..." [from The History of Don Quixote de la Mancha, by Miguel de Cervantes]
Kaleidoscope Of A JuneKaleidoscope Of A June | Kaleidoscope Of A June. "Faith no more, loss is the bridge over which your voice passed to reach laughter"
The Child In MeThe Child In Me | The Child In Me.
The Tree Of LifeThe Tree Of Life | The Tree Of Life.
ThrobThrob | Throb. "Born out of two silences a note fought for the right to sound, and found its way through the tune. Released from the winter, a life, throbbed into our veins, pounded the bars of its cage, and quickly twanged away, waving into the songs of our secret. For all the ears with no more gifts, for all the nights with no more sounds, we shine, to reflect the music of the stars."
Primavera (Spring)Primavera (Spring) | Primavera (Spring). "Overseas rumours of birds flying home, the sky currents off the pale grin, drawn on the creases, the path you walked, the tears found their way through the rings at last on the cut trunk that never ceased to be your abode, and maybe life's turnings will not unfold to my eyes, but if what cannot be cut could maybe be folded, if what cannot be bent could warmly stay in a sheaf of friends, maybe what can no more be touched is already in your eyes, as your glance caresses that which grows, so please watch here, you have a cut flower folded into your hands, ninna nanna china primavera, who knows where you are tonight, but you are with me." Kindly dedicated to Silvana and Franco, with love,
New Day HarvestNew Day Harvest | New Day Harvest. "And so, beyond all these layers, the curves that lay upon you are perhaps just leaves you crossed, crushed in your path; without tears, and the knowledge you took something so living away from the world."
Only When I Lose MyselfOnly When I Lose Myself | Only When I Lose Myself. "Its only when I lose myself in someone else That I find myself I can feel the emptiness inside me fade and disappear There's a feeling of contentment now that you are here I feel satisfied I belong inside Your velvet heaven" [from Only When I Lose Myself, by Depeche Mode]
Only Symmetry Can Heal This WorldOnly Symmetry Can Heal This World | Only Symmetry Can Heal This World. "It is, perhaps, in no little degree, however, our propensity for the continuous, for the analogical; in the present case more particularly for the symmetrical; which has been leading us astray. And, in fact, the sense of the symmetrical is an instinct which may be depended on with an almost blindfold reliance. It is the poetical essence of the Universe; of the Universe which, in the supremeness of its symmetry, is but the most sublime of poems." [from Eureka, by E.A.Poe]
Nowhere ElseNowhere Else | Nowhere Else. "God is nowhere, get yourself a gun"
Now That Your Hopes Are GoneNow That Your Hopes Are Gone | Now That Your Hopes Are Gone. "This song is done - desire's sweet cry died on the lips: a sorcerer did it, the timely friend, the midday friend - no! ask not who he is — at midday it happened, at midday one became two.." [from Beyond Good and Evil, by F.W.Nietzsche]
Homage To Those Who Travels LightsHomage To Those Who Travels Lights | Homage To Those Who Travels - Lights.
Asking for MoreAsking for More | Asking for More. "I would like to pull those strings, and make him fall down from the sky."
FragileFragile | Fragile. "It had never occurred to me, to be more drunk than you all." ("E mai che mi sia venuto in mente, di essere più ubriaco di voi.") [from Amico fragile, by Fabrizio De André]
Alone With The Death I Thought At YouAlone With The Death I Thought At You | Alone With The Death I Thought At You. "Birds are eating my contour, so that is less nothing what I keep outside then my crumby eyes. I gaze at your past uncertain, but they have flown away."
Everybody's ChoiceEverybody's Choice | Everybody's Choice.

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