20.12.06

Throw a Rock at a Glass Window

Glass runs quickly
Bleeding from the center
Half of nothing is the essence of perfection (and)
The splitting of atoms is the only comparable matter.

Red yearns and is human
The validification of color,
Just as light bends in the fissures of the aforementioned glass.

This machine seems to exhale,
Performing the simplest task and the lesser half of breathing
Patterns amplify the science of movement.