Hello, dear hivers friends, lovers of art: painting, photography and free verse, receive cordial greetings, on this occasion, I share the prose poem titled "PNEUMA", accompanied by several photographic collages, made with some images of personal mastery. via the InShot app. The idea is to animate this post with several plastic and artistic works of my authorship; with the remembrance of some of the original works that I have presented in advance on this platform. However, on this occasion, they can be appreciated in a new way; no longer as individual pieces, but as groups of compositions of a homogeneous nature, which create a particularly picturesque game: rather, it is about showing the environment or the source of inspiration, the origin of the daily spiral that gave life to some of these pictorial works: represented by photographic fragments of sessions or details of the prominent face of the historic center of the first-born of the Latin American continent, the image of the Church of Santa Agnes, now decreed a Minor Basilica from the Vatican, being the subterfuge of this succinct review.

The invisible spiral kiss of yin energy moves the ship, the great gear of space-time contemplations. In the mirror triangle, the distorted reef walls are reflected, the tottering obelisks, the pyramids, the cats, the pianos, the chess knights, surround and decorate the crumbling roads and flawed cathedrals, painted with hope. Through the kaleidoscope of large stained glass windows, hallucinated, you stare at the infinite space in which the stars move. You pursue redemption with the chalice and the white oval of the host. The staircases, the stages, the bones, the echo of voices of a rigid hypnotic choir, the domes, the bells echo. In the crowd, a woman's face blends in with the black snake costume. Everyone, perfectly piled up, goes to the automatic chamber, while a mysterious man in uniform checks the imaginary clocks, and a wounded pigeon falls from the ledge. Children in casts, the Cartesian division shines in the spheres of their realistic eyes. Vision of a perfectly square world, fragmented unconsciousness of a perfectionist rite. A weightless sea in a drop of wine, the pupil in the lens of the cyclical crowd-controlling script, darkness, darkness, darkness in disturbing harmony.

Collages created with a Redmi 9i cell phone, through the InShot application, version 1.931.1404., using personal domain photographs and my original plastic and artistic works.

Thank you for reading, see you soon, I wish you all the best.