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The eye

There is an eye

Everything grows around it

Real or unreal

We are always on the back of ancients

Good or bad

If you want to live forever

Do nothing

Settle in the eye.

Every time I sit down to draw and write it surprises me. I never know what will come out in the drawing and in the words.

I know that even if we do not want to live forever we do. But this is how the words came and I respected it. I know that it is not an eye that sees and knows everything. It is something that we cannot describe in words without making it into what it is not.

I know that it is impossible to describe things as real or unreal, and that there is no good or bad. Yet I wrote it as I did.

Don’t believe any word I say.