Peeling Shell

Moments lain in equilibrium gradually accumulates and are sensed as a thick shell. It twists between my fingertips and toes, my eyelids, and tightly shut lips. Its solid figure made me search for an escape route across the other side. A certain resplendence vibrates while hidden inside the shell. This resplendence, so far unexplored because it was not recognized despite always leaving traces behind, seems to wander around the shell. Within sections of nature, the unfamiliar sensation of an incidental scenery was able to temporarily hold the unsettled gaze. The scenery captured in the gaze becomes an image of volatilized colors and shapes, slips into the gap, and appears as the face of absence. On this face, a territory fleetingly appears. It is as if the territory across the other side, where presence and absence are tangled and no footstep can reach, is inserted into the small crack created by such contact. In this way, the ambiguous places that have experienced dreams gather together. How can the memories of yesterday, which appear as meditating, transfer and reach beyond? The light, too weak to be named yet, will still be wandering there.