The hand can cover the eye but we still see.
The hand is energy, covering the eyes a Syndrome.
You drown into the subconscious, you listen more….time expands.
We baptise our hands as our new eyes….distant lights…the primitive comes back.
New eyes depart from the original ones in order to follow the rhythm.
The Citadel stands as the safest place. Let’s realign the balance.
June 1, 2015