"This place is curious, this place is a non place. It’s not located in some secret corner of the soul, since there are no secrets; it’s actually devouring the entire inside, projecting itself on the outside… gaining substance, encouraging stings, thirst and hunger all around."
- Natura Principia
World of people is a fantastic
place, an imperfect deformed ball circling chaotically in coincidence around
its own balance. Celestial body defined for fruits of evolution, us – all mammals.
In a state of unfinished thought we live in a seemingly harmonic dream: humans,
mermaids and large wails – altogether. Many of the creatures glow with unseen
light and unconcealed ember, as if they’re bright suns trapped in bodies with skin,
bones and grey brain mass.
But not everything can be
described with this immature growth and negligible uplift. Half perfect, we
roam this world existing in an unnoticed condition by anyone so far. We strive
to discover our building materials, the capabilities of our cells. We seek to
find edges of prisons of the thought and of the spirit, cages we never admitted
they exist, haunting us in a form of past, experience, memories, unrest and
half decayed thoughts inherited in our genes.
It seems that what we are, and
all of those things which compose us, manage to give us perspectives full only with