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i am an eXperiment. a Syncopated word & image coLLage imported from Our minD sEnse-thoUght collective stream. a trial 2 eXpress the aRhythmia & the off beat that lies in-betwEEn the bond made of: imAge narrative & senSation. an aEsthetic act and aim of WondeR in the search for a CRaCK. as for if anything eXists at all it exisTs i n - b e T w e e n.
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    The Yellow Rose






    If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him
    as a pledge that his soul had really been there, and if he found that flower in his hand
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    awake — Aye, what then?











    text : Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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    : Mark Rothko, Yellow, 1956.
    image2 : Syncopath. Père Lachaise Cemetery, Pais, 2008.


    This line is quoted from a short text "The Flower of Coleridge" by J.L.Borges where he also comments: "I wonder what my readers think of that imagining, i think it's perfect ... And of course it is just that ; in the sphere of literature as in others, every act is the culmination of infinite series of causes and the cause of an infinite number of effects."

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