The Monochrome Experience: Over Our Hearths

Do you remember Pierre,
where we fall in love
at first sight?

Sure, Marie, on the street
with the convex mirror
that deformed also
the sense of feeling.

And we kissed each other
in that passage found in works,
where everything was very dark.

Then we went up
to a rooftop terrace
where we touched
the sexy tower
with our fingers.

Also, we spent
the night awake
in the mystic dome
discovering all
type of secrets.

Do not remind me that:
the next weeks
we called each other
on the phone every second!

I was waiting for you
on the balcony to see
how you got off the bus:
Marie, Marie!
C’est moi, Pierre.
Montez à l’échelle!

It was very romantic!

Yes, Marie, and then
le petit Yves was born
and we were going
at the Carousel ride
and the umbrellas parade…

Do you remember
the pinky umbrellas,
my dear?

Yes, Pierre, indeed.
They seemed to fly
over our hearths
in a slighting manner!*

(*) Photographs taken before the coronavirus pandemic

The Monochrome Experience: Free Rein

Lovers hide their kisses
between the stone steps,
they just sealed a love
on the bridge Pont des Arts.

Tying love locks also
on the Pont de l’Archeveche,
near the Notre Dame cathedral,
and will remain anchored
other loved-up couples for ever.

Rainy spring days,
bright summer mornings,
lethargic autumn evenings,
long winter nights.

The couple return
to their home,
along the path
they look an old
sport car badly parked,
seems like an asynchronous
joke from the fabric
of Spacetime and the
Texture of Reality.

They wonder if it’s an omen
about the dragging unknown,
a warning of fate distortion.

Suddenly, they climb a bridge,
now both are two little children
from the Ecole élémentaire
Saint Michel, and promise
eternal loving care
in the Parc de l’île Saint-Germain.

The writer crumples
the sheet of the poem,
distracted himself
by the tourist in a kilometer
queue between iron pipes,
Contemporary Artworks
and a strange hunger
for aesthetic knowledge.

–I need a new haircut,
and I will do without delay,
in the surreal barbershop
and hair salon for men
exhibiting wired models
of sailing ship replicas.
Did the old hairdresser
whose pulse hesitate,
have been jeopardized
in another pirate’s afterlife?

(*) Photographs taken before the coronavirus pandemic

The Monochrome Experience: We’ll Always Have Paris!

City of charm,
novelized by great writers,
and desired by cohorts
of unfathomable lovers.

Rainwater is deposited
in Man Ray style:
Larmes (Tears) on Car-Tops.

On the Seine you can feel
the upward glance
of the fin du 19e siècle.

Couples unleash passions
in invisible rooftops.

The inner courtyards
attend to growth
the glistening wild pots.

Someone seems
to come out
of a film-noir movie.

Nouvelle Vague…
Mirage days
(Before Love Fall),
intended to invoke
wonder at the cause*.

 

(*) Photographs taken before the coronavirus pandemic

The Monochrome Experience: Claim

For once, protesters without visible text like a silent film with no synchronized recorded sound. Pure beauty where the message is omitted, and we only see the action. Photography allows us to disrupt reality from time to time*.

(*) Photographs taken before the coronavirus pandemic

The Monochrome Experience: Humans And Ants

There are 7,8 billion humans on the planet today. Check out the exact number here. Ants alive on Earth at any given time exceed 10,000 trillions. We swarm with ants war and colonial ambition, but ants are in the pinnacle of social evolution*.

(*) Photographs taken before the coronavirus pandemic.

The Monochrome Experience: Reality

Definition of reality:
1: The quality or state of being real.
2: A real event, entity, or state of affairs his dream became a reality.

a: The totality of real things and events trying to escape from reality.
b: Something that is neither derivative nor dependent but exists necessarily.

We use reality to refer to real things or the real nature of things rather than imagined, invented, or theoretical ideas*.

(*) Photographs taken before the coronavirus pandemic

The Monochrome Experience: The Mandela Effect

How can millions of people distinctly remember something that never happened?

It is quite logical that the Mandela Effect increases exponentially in the near future due mainly to the cocktail of information that surrounds us. Some believers in conspiracy theory may think that the ME is a System Error. The matrix of the system produces the ME because is incapable of governing a chaotic system in a stable and scalable order (Lagrangians, variational principles, physical symmetries, etc.). But I emphasize that complexity is almost unbounded. ME will give us work to do for many centuries more. That might also apply to the foundations of quantum physics, and its relation to complexity*.

(*) Photographs taken before the coronavirus pandemic

The Monochrome Experience: Mirror-Image Universe

New experiments reveal hints of a world and a reality that are complete reflections of ours, with some particles capable of switching between the two. This mirrorverse may be able to solve the mystery of the universe’s missing dark matter. Nestling within the fabric of space and time alongside our own familiar universe, the implications would be astounding.

 

The Monochrome Experience: The Kiss

V-J Day in Times Square is a photograph by Alfred Eisenstaedt that portrays a U.S. Navy sailor grabbing and kissing a nurse on Victory over Japan Day in New York City’s Times Square on August 14, 1945. In my picture there is no war or victory. They are a couple who celebrate their love in the middle of Barcelona’s traffic. It is also the victory of love. The photograph of the father who takes the child by the hood of the anorak seems to me another sign of love, filial love. The tall blond and the woman with the glasses, well, there they are, together. Mixing DNA has always worked well in the human species.

The Monochrome Experience: No Way!

A smile appears drawn and someone thinks: No way!
The couple practicing Chi Kung or Qi Gong, Tai Chi or some modality in the park. The subject with the package in the middle of Aragon Street. The white lines of the asphalt point towards him. Women with cell phones in another dimension of reality, the two Orientals looking without seeing. The usual these days.