if: sink

Creature By Cut (1999)


We sink from the heavens, through the earth, to the ocean depths below, below, below: a dark and unfathomable night of the soul.  Life is fleeting, fading like grass and its flowers…and yet things remain the same as much as they change.  We sink ourselves into our daily lives to the exclusion of all else, often times to our own detriment.  Stop.  Look.  Listen.  Think.  It isn’t necessary for us to truly sink.

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