Letting Go,
Letting Go,
& Free like a Bird finally achieving everything







Wild Horse shaking its head like a wild horse,
and flying away where dreams where ever before-


With Ale, Anna Gloria, Tania, Steph





CHRISTMAS IN FRANCE 2009

I received a message in London, Tania said "Come with us to France". I did not know who else would be there and where I would go, but I answered "Yes".

In the early early morning of the 23rd of december we left, 3 of us in the back of a big car, model family van, in seats which were formations out of coats and blankets and things and and my head imagined to go on a holiday trip with my little italian brother and sister next to me and papa and mama in the front.


Eyelids covering Eye Pupils.


The family arrived in a house in france. We Kids dressed in Mamas clothing and she took Pictures of us, to save them for the family photoalbum, to later show them to everyone.

One of the days we went on a trip to the beach. I was never on a beach in the winter time, and I looked outside of the family van and saw horses and trees and old french houses passing by. Kids ALWAYS want to touch horses and play on the field. We stopped and Ale looked like an old lady in the clothes which could be mamas and I looked naked. We went into a house which had only 3 stone walls and leaves and dirt on the ground and we made the clothes dirty while Mama made a video of us playing with sticks and stones and leaves.

Outside it felt like -4'C and there were stairs which we crawled up, like insects with 4 or 6 legs, or more or less, instead of going down.

When we got back to the car our hands and feet were frozen, like alien bodyparts hanging on sticks of bones and muscles and skin, but a thrill of anticipation kept us warm. Soon we climbed over fences and reached 3 wild horses, which looked like giants standing next to them after we crossed the long long field, which was wet and rather a merest then a grassfield. Covered in mud, covering our legs, adorning our clean clothing, my dirty body.


I was a wild horse wearing a fur of stretch fabric and my hair flew in the strong icy wind like the crest of the horses running wildly over a field.

I opened my eyes, and Tania shot a video, Ale and me embracing and Anna in the background observing.

We finally arrived, in an invasion, which was supposed to be there for such a long time, and finally found its Creations and Ingredients -necessary to work, and the Invasion came, and a Triangle was finally formed, developing and changing shapes, but ever staying Triangle.