The lifeless

I believe the world we perceive with our senses is so delusive that at best we can only see and understand the appearance of things, not their reality and nature.

I do not know whether these objects, after being bleached, turn out to be clean and holy or unclean and evil, but I do know that their hidden, mystical power has been released.

They are striving to seize the tremendous power of the universe and generate an emotion that is mysterious and horrific to me.

And I believe in every profound feeling, there lies some sense of dying