- with every step I take, the hollowness dissolves a little more for me.
or I dissolve in it, I don't know.
It's like I'm leaving something to that uncertainty with every step I take.
Even though I think I'm diminishing, I'm also taking something from that.
This indefinableness eats me up.
It's like my place never changes.
How does this emptiness, nothingness, diversify ?
what if they overlap through the time ?
what if they are decisive to leave their trace ?
An attempt was made to examine the time-dependent interchange
of this texture and texture differentiation with the model. Can this hollowness undergo ruptures, repairs and differentiation while it is in interchange? If
so, can these situations become spatial?