For if the stillness of the stele conceals the life of the soul…
Then why rig them out with those cheap attributes?
Why provide them with cardboard wings?
Unless because their alabaster cecity does nothing but reflect our own right in the face…
And making them cry over geometric worlds
is a sentence we only inflict to ourselves.
As those mythic creatures enjoy a good,
the crumbs of which we are fighting over.
Locations: Glasnevin (Ireland), Toulouse (France)