2023-2025
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Here are some images
I was in it. I lived my daily life in it. I was trying to find something, The things Iβve longed for are now blurred. Soon, I feel Iβll begin searching for something once againπ
Holy Island, 2025 , with @culthero.presents
Wall and person / Light and wall / Wall and wall / Light and person / Person and person / Person, light, and wall / Sky and gaze β¦
I look up along the alley, following the path of light.
Walls that once felt utterly immovable by my own strength
begin to collide with neighboring walls, drawn by the motion of my gazeβ
connecting, merging into one.
Every event begins
within the frame of my vision.
The winds of time brush quietly against the walls,
fading the light,
until each surface reveals its own unique texture.
Sunlight lingers
in the narrow streets,
as if reluctant to leave.
And in those alleys,
only people, cats, and birds
move quietly in pursuit of the light.
Eyes longing for light
still pause somewhere in these alleys.
Buildings and time, people and streetsβ
they overlap,
and in that layered intersection of moment and place,
a light never seen before
is born.
Is this what it feels like to witness something for the very first time?
