this piece was part of The online edition of the official selection for Athens Digital Arts Festivalcategorie: videoartOnline.adaf.gr
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The dream machine is asking u : who r u ?
The night makes a brief silence
when the last sheep crosses the fence
and in that second like a blink
the dog days of summer offer you
a shy ghostly kiss.
The ship steadies to the rhythm of your breath,
and you entrust yourself to that anachronistic map
of suicide crystals
the moon shines elsewhere
it turns the dream tide
all while the stars of your little universe
jump like fish
camouflaging themselves with the pink of the sea,
only then, you hold the helm with force,
piercing the veil of your origin
and the enormity of the galaxies welcomes you
to this intimate essay of death;
the journey is of sounds
textures
dematerialized
unembodied
timeless
the hours keep glitching in the atmosphere
however, the machine is programmed to ask
if it has always been the same to dream across time,
if now you could be able to reconcile with the unnameable:
you are hanging in a daydream thread, who are you?
First I dream, then I am.
Marlon PV
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