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call you call me

 

orphan, orphan

 

 

 

 

you and i 

 

we are dying

 

You are unaware

 

But I never forget

 

You  are died only for a moment

And I  keep dying

 

 

You seem to be eternal

I  never want be on my own eternity

I deny it in every meditation

 

 

Purity is part of my tears

 

The fire is burning inside of the eyes

 

like an  spontaneous combustion

 

 

Words rot under the unconscious it is called of the brain.

 

what is a body?

 

Is it the name of my separation from you?

 

 

 

 

Water 

surging of blood cells

naked  meat  hook

 

Paint over your scars,

 

Sew up your wounds,

 

 

 

The soul is the light possessed by the flesh

 

the inner space and the darkness are unified

 

So I can feel alive

 

 

 

There is so much spirit in the fingers

 

 I can't destroy myself 

 

now i'm silent

 

The universe is endlessly born

 

no beginning and no end

 

Can you hear me ,  can you hear me ?

<<Aberrance>>  Performance, 2022.

Certain Action (avec mon spectateur ) devient une partie de ma performance.

 

Une image représente une action.

In this video, every time, " she " and tentacles that cannot be seen from the perspective, “ she ” returns to the earth.

 

There is a lonely door,

 

and if you get closer, you can see that the earth is also buried.

 

​At that time I didn't have time to take a photo.

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