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Invisible. It is not what you think you can see, yet knowing it not to be there. Rather, what you know you cannot see, as much as you know of its sure existence.
Invisibilwhat?
Not just the fancies of the artist's mind. On the contrary, the fundamental structure of physical and material nature, be it spacetime, gravity, vibration, rhythm, resonance..Interpenetrate with the more 'imaginific' ideal, the shapes we create internally to make sense of this unseen cosmos.
Fractals form the tangible foundation to inspire invisibilist research and so
are all the many kindred self-similar shapes that work as macrocosmic analogies to microcosmic reality. Our journey starts with an observation of the stars, passing through the subatomic realm, entering our central nervous structures and ending, maybe, in the contemplation of the veins of a leaf.
The Invisiblilism will challenge our sense's boundaries and our anthropometrical logic's restrictions by representing the Invisible as living matter, a functional and paradoxical tool; a colour as an object of auditory perception, a sound as a visible element and a test as a structure or tangible idea.
To see what the Invisible is we will first have to stop to see what the invisible is not.
Once released from the aberrations of its new age delusional pantomime that has bound it to an hallucinated collective eye, a world of superstitions, we will be
able to start to see its immense mystery and powerful nature, and maybe
even understand it.
Fractals form the tangible foundation to inspire invisibilist research and so
are all the many kindred self-similar shapes that work as macrocosmic analogies to microcosmic reality. Our journey starts with an observation of the stars, passing through the subatomic realm, entering our central nervous structures and ending, maybe, in the contemplation of the veins of a leaf.
The Invisiblilism will challenge our sense's boundaries and our anthropometrical logic's restrictions by representing the Invisible as living matter, a functional and paradoxical tool; a colour as an object of auditory perception, a sound as a visible element and a test as a structure or tangible idea.
To see what the Invisible is we will first have to stop to see what the invisible is not.
Once released from the aberrations of its new age delusional pantomime that has bound it to an hallucinated collective eye, a world of superstitions, we will be
able to start to see its immense mystery and powerful nature, and maybe
even understand it.
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Invisible.
It is not what you think you can see, yet knowing it not to be there.
Rather, what you know you cannot see, as much as you know of its sure existence.
The future, for instance, is invisible. It is there, it exists as consequence of an objective cause,
but there is no way, not tool or unity of language(except the projection of an ideal as an abstract concept, such as art) that could ever hallow us to see such a reality and express it.
A metaphysical glimpse, a mystical experience, a spiritual epiphany falling into the sealed lips of truth in its most epistemological self; a scientific realization through something undeniably divine as much as physical. Such things seem to be the invisible’s appearance, someone calls it soul.
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It is not what you think you can see, yet knowing it not to be there.
Rather, what you know you cannot see, as much as you know of its sure existence.
The future, for instance, is invisible. It is there, it exists as consequence of an objective cause,
but there is no way, not tool or unity of language(except the projection of an ideal as an abstract concept, such as art) that could ever hallow us to see such a reality and express it.
A metaphysical glimpse, a mystical experience, a spiritual epiphany falling into the sealed lips of truth in its most epistemological self; a scientific realization through something undeniably divine as much as physical. Such things seem to be the invisible’s appearance, someone calls it soul.
continue...
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ReplyDeleteThe action of creation is lurid, the most chthonian aspect of nature, terrifying, startling and cruel in its perfection. it’s not beautiful, it’s beyond esthetical forms, it’s a bloody and ecstatic cry of triumph..
ReplyDeletewhatever I create I cannot see beauty, only willingness of being created…the vast, unreachable horizon of serene acceptance of the own existence resists my race, whichever it may be, it’s cursed.
Only a miracle will save me from becoming normal, ceasing to see what others see unseeable…my age decides for me, everyday closed in this parody of becoming, closer to be what the world aspects me to be, a wide greedy ravenous uterus, grave of other’s life..and a sensual voracious body of misery…unappeasable hive of monsters and delirium, vanity, be beautiful be right be a fucking opportunist to survive to this reality of cages and beasts and phantoms dressed up with uniforms and faces full of flash and overwhelming seclusion. Be good, be strong, be a woman, whatever the fuck this should mean, just so much tears in my eyes I cannot even see it…so much love, so much unbearable love do not allowed me to live..if only I could hate, even a little, then I would be one of this land of insanity, be with the insane and be insane my self, but I cannot, I am not crazy and I can only see what exists truly, not what has been made exiting.
How to survive with dignity my friend.. How.
This city, where artists are more middleclass then middleclass it self , damn greatest humorous violence and caresses, with no logic but the one of the oblivious ,this tentacles of desire and castigation, somehow will show us the true face of immortality, the one hidden behind our dreams.
"For within you is the light of the world - the only light that can be shed upon the Path. If you are unable to perceive it within you, it is useless to look for it elsewhere. It is beyond you, because when you reach it you have lost yourself. It is unattainable, because it for ever recedes. You will enter the light, but you will never touch the Flame." (Light on the Path)
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