I walk through an imaginary landscape, sensitive to the condition I find myself in as well as the other’s and I can feel the presence of the bodies and objects. They have gone already but I notice some marks in the space. The space is natural or produced, on the inside but outside. I wonder what is underneath.
The darkness brings uncertainty, only the moon leads my way. Woken by the light giving direction. My body expands and shrinks in space, sometimes not aware of the boundaries and pushing against the walls. They remain rigid. I attempt to cross the line and I find myself outside.
There is another realm, where I can reverse time, and everything is possible. Here, I am silently observing, witnessing the thoughts and feelings taking form and occupying space.