part I: antea
What is there before anything exists? A seed. A light. A movement. The transformation we can’t remember. What made us who we are.
part III: coma
Light filtering through the falling leaves. The clearness that suffuses the forms, under a sky in which they slowly die leaving their bodies to rest from oblivion.
part IX: infra
Veils are removed, i hear the beatings of an uncertain thing; and there is only one way fall down.
part XII: mirus
They move, split and themselves are conceived There are no eye that can see that much; and they turn to themselves, not to return and thus awaken the wonder of the world.
part XIX: texo
Open sea, veins that construct eternal pillars against the sky columns that supports, with no foundation the tower of a body that will never be.