The Germ
This place does not exist to be understood.
For a long time, this place did not exist anywhere.
It was floating.
Like an intuition without form,
like a necessity without an address.
In a world where everything is defined, classified, optimized,
this place emerged as a space where the algorithm fails.
A space where one can exist without being interpreted.
I did not create this place to welcome.
I created it to make things fall.
To let roles fall.
To let masks fall.
To let go of what we think we should be.
There is no comfort on demand here.
No adapted version.
Only a simple experience,
sometimes uncomfortable,
but deeply real.
This place is not here to feed the image,
but to restore sensation.
To return to the body.
To return to the senses.
To return to the ground.
You will not find here what you expect.
But perhaps what you have lost.
Welcome back to reality.