Status Updates From Cristallisation secrète

"Sometimes I put my hand on the wall and try to imagine what's going on outside. It almost seems as though I can sense it-the direction of the wind, the cold, the damp, where you are, the sound of the river, all the vague signs. But in the end, it never works. The wall is just a wall. There's nothing on the other side, no connection to anything else. This room is completely closed off."

Como assim, os barcos desapareceram mas os mercados ainda vendem peixe? 🧐

"The new cavities in my heart search for things to burn. They drive me to burn things and I can stop only when everything is in ashes. Why would I keep them when I don't think I will be able to recall the meaning of the word 'photograph' much longer,”