May it be!
Be it a dog,
be part of the pack
By the way (me), if we felt what is different from us ... without being at the center.
Dust, earth, dry grass.
That denied communication, growth, awareness, little sparks. That becoming in contact points of infinite lines, energies, symbiosis. Infinite cosmogonies that overlap, hyperspheres ... Attractions, distances, movements. The invisible: there are infinite points of contact, we perceive them to a small extent, we run in seeking geographies, borders ..."they do not exist". A warning to look around us, to see how we act without respect and recklessness, often with the blindness of those who ignore the cause and effect of every action, caught in the whirlpool of technique and the production of profit, forgetting the most important thing: our being in its completeness, expression, creativity, humanity. A primary, basic relationship, like mathematics, a balance that we are breaking, a cooperation between ourselves, between us and what we are part of; we think we can place ourselves above the surface of things, of which we are probably still missing a lot.