Fails to make any sense whatsoever.
Sitting by the banks of a twilight swallowed river
Praying to an ancient lotus mandala. time should melt away, fractured in pieces of crystallized agonized perception.
Scenes of incoherent unspoken violence with no obvious recipient
Sloth is the of the breed of evil lingering red cloud slowly cycling the earth’s hemispheres
A vision of a non explained future
There was this tale of an ancient forgotten land that would spoke of the legend of a dying plague a dark cloud of a million and more moths flying just above a hallowed fertile ground praying on all living beings stinging all life to its final paralyzed state of being the prey of an unexpected unstoppable horror blindly hungry
A Mass. A Dark Cloud. A flawed chemical reaction
Diminish. A Mass Genocide. A Mass Gene Mutation.
A Chant to an Forgotten God of Greed
Fall. Bodies. Warfare.
Limitless Empty Shattered Pipelines Crossing Through An Orange Desert.
Still doesn’t makes any fucking sense. What is the whole point some would argue if not to impersonate an ancient vulgar force?…Read More
Athens , Greece
Bachelor in Science, University of Patras, Greece, Department of Chemistry, 1998-2004
Undergraduate, Athens School of Fine Arts, Department of Sculpture, 2006-2012