BISTI
FALL 13        





[night journey] at long, long, long last, the sinking ship hits rock-bottom...in the dark, cold, unfathomable depths of the ocean...but it is only a fraction of a still moment before being condemned to relive the Titanic drama in another age, era, sun, eon ― each larger than the last...ad vitam æternam. by off chance i have hit this metahistorical zero concrescence, this pinnacle event...but being 'King of the World' entails a heavy price. the painful blinding brilliance of Ajaw’s sun bouncing back on facing mirrors...ad vitam æternam.

i have fallen into the myth and am drowning. not realizing the mirror, i can’t stop its reflection. Narcissus did not know either and look what happened to him...but this is where myth and dreams can show you the danger of myth and dreams. and so, the valuable lessons of this excruciating journey (#150
if such number mean anything): disturb the surface, break the mirror, shift your outlook. develop that agility, or suffer.





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