Fragile spots of light, flickering to life and in slow transition across the canvas. Structures emerge, evolve, grow out of themselves and disappear again. New lights grow out in their place. An ongoing convolution. Logic and yet so incidental. Seemingly arbitrary. But also very familiar. Meditative. Silent.
Anything that emerges, no matter its evolution, will retreat to its equilibrium state of nothingness. It does not really matter what scale we are talking about, from micro to macro level. From individuals, memes and subcultures to nations and universal truths. There is not much to be done about it. The cycle will be complete. The references are within you. You are not the other. You are where this piece takes place.
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