UTropica#6 - Marco Shuttle & Ruggero Pietromarchi

Welcome! 

Amateur Exotic is a magical Ashram and if you, having combined in the creative interaction of the seeker, sought after, as well as the search itself, have come here, so it was supposed to happen...At this moment you need to stop and look around... 

Here are kept the scriptures that are representing a collection of fire, matter,  and information...That manuscripts narrate about global, out-of-format musical vibrations and at the same time contain the infinite variety of mystical combinations and transcendental elements...With the help of this knowledge, by digital rituals, all participants destroy the evil spirits of the urban with the sharks of the commercial industry and also perform pujas for the benefit of all living beings...

Прием! Amateur Exotic - это волшебный Ашрам и если вы, объединив в творческом взаимодействии ищущего, искомое, а так же само искание попали сюда, то, значит так и должно было случиться...В этот момент нужно остановиться и осмотреться вокруг...

Здесь хранятся писания представляющие собой совокупность огня, материи и информации...Манускрипты повествуют о глобальных, вне форматных музыкальных вибрациях и одновременно с этим содержат в себе безконечное многообразие мистических комбинаций и трансцендентальных элементов...При помощи этих знаний, путём цифровых обрядов все участники уничтожают злые духи урбана вместе с акулами коммерческой индустрии, а так же, совершают пуджи на благо всех живых существ...

I want to make a pilgrimage
back to our homeland
of sand, blood, and ripened figs.

To unearth the garden I planted in another life
the roots of which might still cling
to their moorings in the earth,
even after this long storm of upheaval.

I want to whisper your forbidden name
unto the ears of the warm winds
that my voice might ride the gusts unto you,
break upon your back, and cause you to look up
and think of me as we walk the long path
back to one another.
By L.M. Browning - Upon the Desert Wind

Voglio fare un pellegrinaggio
di nuovo nella nostra patria
di sabbia, sangue e fichi stagionati.

Per portare alla luce il giardino che ho piantato in un'altra vita
le cui radici potrebbero ancora aggrapparsi
ai loro ormeggi nella terra,
anche dopo questa lunga tempesta di sconvolgimenti.

Voglio sussurrare il tuo nome proibito
fino alle orecchie dei venti caldi
che la mia voce possa cavalcare le raffiche fino a te,
rompersi sulle tue spalle e farti alzare lo sguardo
e pensa a me mentre percorriamo il lungo sentiero
di nuovo l'uno all'altro.
L.M. Browning - Sul vento del deserto

Photographer/Writer/Embroiderer/Farmer/Tea lover,based in Ishikawa,Japan.