Monat: Juni 2017

Sprayer: Hazul
Writer: CfFaust

Porto’s Alma 18

I told you this will be a cycle. And I didn’t forced it. I started in Rua das Flores where I first encountered you. Then I climbed up the hill, searching for you in the lesser known little streets which were not frequented by tourist. I was searching for you, like I was searching for me. Maybe, it is true and just because I am searching for balance and the circle of life, I see it everywhere. But does this mean it is not real? Weiterlesen

Sprayer: Hazul
Writer: CfFaust

Porto’s Alma 17

Can you see it now? How I am part of a huge cosmos? Stars and planets surround me, element after element, weaving some bigger reason I don’t always understand. The stars, my orientation, ancestors of seafaring man emanate to conquer the world, re-migrate to save their own. This little Portuguese world, oh golden age, oh nation of seamen, all noted down by the great Luiz Camoes. Where are you now? Are we really over it? Are we living in postcolonial times? There is so much colonial in postcolonial. Let us work on this term lusophone! Let’s make it a practice, not a theory. Angola, Mozambique, Cap Verde, Brazil, São Tomé et Príncipe – I am calling out for you! Weiterlesen