I called—
but nothing answered...

I live at point zero,
where no idols rise from belief...

There is no truth
entirely seen...

I am not after winning—
I seek the flame of truth...

You are either imprisoned
by what holds you captive...

What is the use,
being the hero...

I want the world to be fair,
and yet...

(after Lorca)
Yes, dear friend...

One day,
a flood of unsaid hearts...

Everything is mounting.
Everything is rising...

A mirror stranger,
a parallel...

Seeker:
Master, teach me you...