Without knowing it, you just traveled in time.  You weren’t here before, now you are, and in some manner already participating in a crime.  Click.  And the telepathic future writes your confession on the nude back of time, surface of Venus, white Sahara darkness, footprints being erased, a name and a face without a face set loose on the wind.  The instantaneous vision that makes us discover the unknown not in a distant hidden land, but in the heart of the really immediate.  Time as Water.  Mandalas of states, perceptions, mirrorisms.  A silence of shipwrecked watches.  A silence of shipwrecked watches.    

Rodrigo Garcia Lopes (Translated by Marco Alexandre de Oliveira)



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