On Disunity

I've been so long time--grinding down so much stuff, digging into books, interacting with people around, even folding in a solitude--to articulate what actually I do with my life. Nothing comes as one way. It's much polarized. It's all about ambiguity of faces of time: appearance without an existence. It comes to give a meaning comprehensively through its values but so many people just take apart, lessen them, and throw them away--from what it's gifted for/as human dignity.

..and I'm just scrolling around with no name.



Hari Sepi, 2013