Groundwater

An underground stream of incoherent meanings.

FEEL -> LOST : 2025.09.23

It's easy to get lost in the piles. The personality is locked in the maze of the unconscious, while the body, this rusting machine, takes power into its own hands and performs actions that have been developed over the years. Without emotion. Without feelings. It doesn't make sense.

Lost and unable to help himself, securely locked himself in the walls of his own soul. He's taking a final risk. Dissipate by shattering self, this fragile vessel of fragments sorrow, against the wall of absurdity.

FEEL -> LOVE : 2025.09.23

Love is paradoxical.

It seems that only she is capable of giving meaning to the world we see through a clouded glass, the torment and fruitless search for a soul that is genuinely glad to be part of your company. Just like you, with whom you will live through these moments of life, condemned to wander in the void.

Love takes the stage. It envelops, compresses the human vessel. It drains everything to the very bottom.

A crackling sound is heard.