Electric waves

restless dots

Lines in the night, secuence of dots, meaningless dots that tell about nothing. Dots as sand counting the time to a person that is not already there.

The night is a black hole, let’s fill it with something.

Intelligence among us

infinite running

Upa tras perfluye lunó (Borges referencing Xul Solar)

Trying to catch you

Soft energy

Night party

Flowing rhythms

Pop Knots

behind you

breaking in pieces

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