Everything is links. The same atoms debate among themselves for water.
The world is endless, hence our fractal vision: the Grand Trompe l'Oeil.
Transformation is the condition, molting after molting stories resurface
and confront, fills in the Atlas vertebra. This remote master disorder bringing the world into symbols.
The houses are open, braided ropes, everyone has a role in the anthill.
We must be born for nothing, have no vocations, live several times.
DIY reign, analog, amid partial Realities and topologies of nesting.
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