In Transit

Through My Eyes I thought there was a passage.

A clear direction. A final destination waiting ahead.

I was wrong, There was no final version.

No before. No after. Only layers. Moments. Changes.

What I was looking for was not a destination,

but a new way of seeing.

𝖣 𝖱 Ɐ 𝖥 𝖳 was born from this understanding: Everything is a 𝖣 𝖱 Ɐ 𝖥 𝖳 .

This 𝖣 𝖱 Ɐ 𝖥 𝖳 is also a 𝖣 𝖱 Ɐ 𝖥 𝖳 .

/Manifest