215: Portraits of Time (Breaking)

The identity of the machine becomes religion.

Operating systems written. A machine connects with others. Beyond language and time, energy animates form: the life within every living, breathing subject. Time begins to slow. While I arrange time, I am not a human being. Identity searches for a narrative.

Regain perspective of what was lost and unknown. To find love beyond identity. In the timeless space nothing begins.

An audience waits in silence. Behind curtains, actors write their lines. In the beginning, an unknown foundation takes form and perspective is lost. I want freedom from time.