I remember when it used to be difficult for me to cry. All is fast. I want to be faster than fast. But I also want to lay down in the grass for ever. Close my eyes and go in a trip inside myself. Listen, see, smell the trees and crawl on my knees to begin again. I wish so many things, but they are pretty much always the same: to never lose sight of the fantasy in which we live. To never stop questioning because there is nor only one possible way. To sense the miracles of what being alive is, because rationality doesn't fill the voids. So, don’t follow me, because I’m lost too.
This piece is part of the "Arts And W3B artists' onboarding workshop" collection, as the result of Newtro's June 2024 onboarding workshop to web3 for Latin American artists. Thank you for the opportunity and your labor.
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All is fast. I want to be faster than fast. But I also want to lay down in the grass for ever. Close my eyes and go in a trip inside myself. Listen, see, smell the trees and crawl on my knees to begin again.
I wish so many things, but they are pretty much always the same: to never lose sight of the fantasy in which we live. To never stop questioning because there is nor only one possible way.
To sense the miracles of what being alive is, because rationality doesn't fill the voids.
So, don’t follow me, because I’m lost too.
This piece is part of the "Arts And W3B artists' onboarding workshop" collection, as the result of Newtro's June 2024 onboarding workshop to web3 for Latin American artists.
Thank you for the opportunity and your labor.