another hundred years

There’s only one truth, belief.

The other heresy.

To the east.
I present onto you.
Look up at the sun pouring down from above.
Bring all blissfulness.
You are all smiles to spread the light.
It shines steadily.
It makes poor thoughts and a sense of despair vanish and negative thoughts that arise from the unfulfilled blow away.

It gives you something that deserves your clean heart before you.
It tells you that is the promised glory and praise for your throne.
There is so little beauty in this world and so much suffering.
Yet you have most innocent in the ways of the world.

A wind to revere you
A land to obey you
Pictures drawn celebrating your beauty
And they will be nothing to you

All people need something greater than themselves to look up to and worship.
They must be able to touch the divine here on earth.
This is the lord’s doing and it is marvelous in our eyes.
Your highness.


When I was doing like cinema script one years ago on this day and
Today William Shakespeare was born around April 23rd, 1564.
That in a short letter my love too may still shine bright.

Francesco Hayez (1791 – 1882),
Il Bacio.
Episodio della giovinezza.
 1859, Milano, Pinacoteca di Brera