Floating walls, symmetries, empty points, links and bonds. Reality is a whirlwind of colors, it seems like one while it is a multitude of meaningful vibrations. This diaphragm will enlarge, we want to help it, we want this pocket kaleidoscope to become gigantic.
We observe, with an almost entomological curiosity, the slow unraveling of a nation that once claimed to be the cradle of civilization. Not a thunderous collapse, mind you – that …
