This piece is another new one, completed most recently. The design is a pinwheel of right triangles melting into shadows... present yet fading from this world, we see only the ghostly afterimage. Or are we living in an inverse reality, wherein the geometry is emerging from shadow, waxing into brilliant radiance?
For this too shall come to pass, when ancient darkness recovers the night from modern glorious usurpation. Many voices shall silence, yet too many eyes open to morning sunlight.
Everything is quiet and empty,
All the incense has been swallowed up
by the endless night
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