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  1. The meaning of space

    domingo, 13 de abril de 2014


    Alienating oneself, creating isolation with borders, is not only about solitude, is not about hiding either. Is about finding portals that interlock the external world and the internal without any pathological implications to it. The feeling of being segregated makes you so self aware of the outside, you can only think of it. Makes you feel like you understand it, all the external things. Makes you feel like you’re compressing yourself into a particle that defies the external. Makes you feel space. The internal becomes the infinite route to the external. And time merges with space. The dimensions become blurry. When dripping out of borders, we coalesce.

    Self portrait by Claude Cahun 
    Self portrait by Francesca Woodman 
    By Tim Walker


  2. No estoy, 
    Está la soledad
    Y el sonido creado por la percusión
    De su gotereo constante
    Una perturbadora música,
    Recordatorio de los intérvalos vacíos
    Que con cada uno de tus pasos no se llenan
    Porque no me alcanzas
    Me tocas
    Pero tocas un alma
    Mi cuerpo fue tomado por la luz
    Y las ventanas fueron la transición a la dimensión

    Soledad…

    Soy un espectro
    Como vez un reflejo
    Somos iguales
    Nadie nos alcanza

    -CCC