Every day, from dawn to dusk, I surround the sky with cables and launch my satellites of imagination.
He came back to the world as an old tractor commuting between abandonment and rediscovery.
I'm just a silhouette made of details, an extra that passes behind on the most important day of your life.
Though humans share similar architectural spaces, they roam through completely different dimensions internally. What proves to be difficult here is not living with humans but understanding them.
"Light pains are repressed; great pains are mute."
There are more things to be discovered