What I see is not what is
Then what shall I create with my paint brush?
A form, a feeling, a presence, a negation, time, or its annihilation?
A form limits, a feeling is transient, a presence and its negation is but an illusion,
Time they say is circular so I catch not its strands
excerpts from MONA LISA DOES NOT SMILE ANYMORE
(page 14)
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