UNCOUNTED POSSIBILITES





PC: Philipp Paulus

You carry the world inside a window. No matter where you are you're always looking out, with your hands folded and The Silence hanging from you like the morning mist. You are a Russian Doll on an endless shelf of Russian dolls. There are a thousand exteriors buried within you, pressed against each other so tightly that each one is indistinguishable from the whole. You are stacked against yourself in an infinite procession of color, one shade always different from the last. You are both far above, and far below. You are both red and blue; both yellow and green with uncounted possibilities in between.

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