Collection 004 “PLANT SUCCESSION”
The canopy of a forest high above, and the roots that crawl below me all the seeds and the insects that dream deep in the soil. Lichens and mosses that cover the surface of the land
All maintain in the order of the forest.
Ego and thoughts melt into the air like a fog Footsteps are light, step by step the land assimilates to my body
All the thing that has been forgotten in the megalopolis
are held by the pebbles on the river bed, by the leaves and by the particles of the soil
Helplessness as a human and the possibility of a human is a universe that is spread out on a little stone
From the accumulation of the things we’ve observed and of our thoughts, we create future like the organic substance that is piled on the forest floor.

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