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EN Translation:
Fragment 1: Before I look at myself I must first move away. Sometimes I end up not being myself anymore. I find myself shattered into pieces on the floor. This synthetic action of watching fragments is my conquest of unity. Each inch of distance from my persona, creates my “self”. The action of moving away helps me reclaim my “self” go back from where I came from. Fragment 2: The process of creating means amplifying, nothingness doesn’t exist. Matter does exist, and, together with space, it untiringly generates more matter. Into the break the potential insert itself, around it, the necessary act takes place. Fragment 3: Given a conclusion, it’s necessarily asserted a proposition and infinite different conclusions. Fragment 4: Grotesque shapes and darkness. Since soft and weak, I lay down on contingency. Liquid life clot. Here are my limits, my solitude, a surface that stops the fall; gravity is the only motion. I fail, within my limits and shape, as I can’t be anything else. Even when mistaking, I always dwell only in my Being. Fragment 5: Being is not expanding, but atomistically fluid. Fragment 6: In free fall, vacuum doesn’t exist and matter meets other matter in a one to one collision. Victory and defeat symmetrically overlap in their shape. |