ETERNO - SIMONE ANDREOLI
ETERNO - SIMONE ANDREOLI
Eterno recalls the scent of a sun-scorched pine forest.
The scent of warm woods and resins instills a sense of belonging, a sense of protection.
A pristine shelter.
A sense of belonging.
The forest closes in on me, whispering its breath through its branches and hiding me from the sun. The sky is covered in woods and resins, an impenetrable shield, protecting me and isolating me from the world. There is a refuge, at an unknown address, suspended in infinity.
A door to safety and understanding, wide open on a land of rebirth without storms. Time distorts space and matter but you remain intact and resist unscathed because you are the eternal refuge of immortal memories.
No one knows what my dream is made of: it is the same substance that inhabits an innocent thought like beauty.
So I lock this thought in the room of life, a mirror box, where my feelings are reflected on infinity.
I slowly decline and fade into the void. I give myself over to the darkness of my house, a dwelling of belonging where I feel guarded and guardian. A secret pier for all the nautical charts, so that I too can hide.
Not all journeys hint at their destination, but in their becoming, they can lead you south of yourself.
The meaning of my walk, of my journey... A path in the woods of a desert, in the shadow of a color that I cannot distinguish.
Eight my steps, eight my number, symbol of infinity, prelude to the return.