Illuminating The Forgotten Clutches Of One’s Own Beings
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Painting: Acrylic on Canvas and Wood.
If I lost my wallet, I would know I lost it. The wallet doesn’t know that it is no longer there for me. For the wallet, everything seems the same.
How easy is it to find out what was in my wallet, or exactly what I have lost?
What should I do to have it back?
Someone else could use it as their own wallet, and I wouldn’t even know.
If I get lucky, someone will help me take better care of my wallet. I know I will surprise that person with the unexpected.
WHAT IF… I HAVE LOST MYSELF? WOULD I KNOW THAT I’M LOST? OR IT’S IMPOSSIBLE TO KNOW I LOST MYSELF, BECAUSE I’M NO LONGER THERE TO KNOW IT? WOULD EVERYTHING SEEM THE SAME FOR ME?
How difficult is it to find out what I had inside of me, or what part of me that I lost?
What should I do to get myself back.
Someone could use me as their own and I wouldn’t even know.
But, if I get lucky, someone will help me take better care of myself. I KNOW I WILL SURPRISE WITH THE UNEXPECTED.