The cryptos conundrum of existence, belief, gentrics and context. What lies beyond what our eyes can see? Is it something that must be certain? Is it something that is actually there at all? When we first ventured into the forest to forage and gather the resources to sustain us and continue the journey we were not alone. Entering the macrocosm, one is aware of the immensity of life in all directions vibrating in one singular breath. The sounds of the smallest to the largest creatures are what guided those steps across dirt and leaves in search of something that we could not see. We were certain that it was indeed there, otherwise it wouldn’t have made sense to be in that context in the first place. In that most primal moment of conquest for survival we knew nothing but hunger and fear. Fire would protect, warm and ward off the tiny and No. 123 ART BY VON RYTIS
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