Wait Lost Centered
until something else happens.
after finding my way. I do not know where I live.
Follow the specified object and make it an element.
How are you keen on becoming all things?
How are you trying to do everything?
Not that the difference becomes more prominent, but we all became one.
From this moment
we can exist
as a body
of the floor
if we can fall far underneath ourselves.
Even if we are here, we can be here.
Our body, our mouth, the feet - that everything touches
things happen around us.
My thoughts are glacial, but my actions volcanic. Entropy is erotic and gravity is a tyrant. The honesty of rocks and the anxiety of time guide my creative compass.
I am interested in space and objects that are open to intersecting with each other and with us. The definite is definitely not a thing.