Solo Presentation at Liste Showtime Online - Liste Art Fair Basel, Online 18 - 30 Sept 2021 and Nova Contemporary 20 Sept - 9 Oct 2021, Bangkok, Thailand

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Blaming on The Illuminated

Then the light reveals the world below,
All the lively souls are swallowed.

I find myself floating free in the air.
Looking around—
Nothing there more than the light shows
Till my sight focusing on the shadows;
Then there is a NO,
As a manifesto.
I die;

Still, the light,
Rushing and shining beyond land and sea.
(Me) As a carrier and a child.
From the sky, I am falling--waking me up frightened;
Since the falling wasn't fallen, and
The floating is a fantasy;
On the absurd land,
I am.

Where the lights are dim,
While they’re living in things,
Here I am,
In the photic zone after-life land.
I look within.
In the dark, I perceive colors;
Those are new and unfamiliar,
Free from the secure spectrum,
Free from the rule by light.

Suddenly all the colors are minimized.
The light from the past reaches me;
The permanent fetter that stronger than any obligation,
Immuring me with the forever-still past.
Shining through time, gazing on the vague landscape,
Establishing the sacred truth by contrast.
As the light comes from my past—
My part,

The one to be destroyed is none other than me.

I die.
Once I’m reborn,

Far beyond just another wall,
Forgetting the form that I long for—
Or I’ve never recalled,
Yet what I resist is so clear.
Breathing in me like a child of mine,
Gleaming bright whenever it appears.
It’s not me while it is I;
Hiding from awareness as it’s always here.

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