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The Comb
As the red hair falls down upon the floor beneath me, I offer them as a sacrifice to the Soil, to the Heritage of the Prophets, to the Hand.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Apr 27, 20245 min read


The Nocturne
With the body longing for its depths & its legacy, the Swimmer walked towards the Darkness ahead.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Mar 13, 20243 min read


He Saw Her Bathing
Venus at her toilette, Renoir's voluptuous bathers who merge into a singular existence with the dreamlike landscapes, Diana Bathing.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Dec 19, 20238 min read


Zuleika's Diary
Love has sung the funeral hymns to our sorrowful Romance. And Love has sung the wedding hymns to our Eternal Union.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Sep 28, 20237 min read


The Courageous Romantics
Only the Love that gazes upwards is the one that overcomes Death.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Mar 13, 20238 min read


The Paradisiacal Gaze
To reclaim the Unity, is to reclaim the Eden - hence the entry into our own Soul being the entry into Paradise.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Feb 24, 20237 min read


The Holder of Strings
She the eternal storyteller, the eternal power in its manifestation, and he becomes the one for who the story exists.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Jan 18, 20237 min read


A Story of Senses: Hearing
The more one listens, the more one becomes sensitive & responsive to the subtle, and the subtle is a peak to that which behind the veil.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Nov 17, 20227 min read


A Story of Senses: Sight
The intellect lights up and reveals the beauty of the object we are looking at and our pleasure is in the beauty itself.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Oct 21, 20225 min read


A Story of Senses: Taste
We may return with the knowledge that we just had a taste of God

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Aug 12, 20226 min read


A Story of Senses: Smell
A scent is never alone - it is inherently interactive.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
May 27, 20226 min read


Talk To Me, Red One!
Silent, rest & at peace, she trusts to recognise the one true pair of steps over a million of false one.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Apr 3, 20227 min read


A Story of Senses: Touch
Give me a handful of hair, a fingertip of skin, so I may remember, so I may know something other than me.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Mar 25, 20224 min read


The Inner Apartments
The night permits and allows that which daylight forbids.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Jan 8, 20225 min read


Embodying Art and Culture
But who knows, maybe she will appear again and say: "Do go gentle into that good night."

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Nov 24, 20217 min read


Wisdom Carries a Sword
When she is not a blissful silver light, wearing a blue robe, she bears a sword.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Nov 15, 20215 min read


The Womb that Bears Love
Lovers do not think of the Judge because the innocent and the pure do not go before judges.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Oct 30, 20214 min read


The Music of Everything
Everything makes a sound - even a sleeping human makes one or two. It is everywhere, and the “leftover” of everything.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Sep 27, 20217 min read


The Joy of Being Sad
"What is sevdalinka?", the child’s answer would be "Well, that’s when dad’s singing, and he cries!”

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Sep 13, 20216 min read


The Divine Androgyne
He is her knowledge of herself, at the same time, she is his mirror through which he knows himself.

Naida | Orphic Inscendence
Aug 4, 20219 min read
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