TOUCH WOOD EXHIBITION

TOUCH WOOD
ETERNAL TREASURE HUNT
CLUSTERING PATTERNS
SEEKING SIGNS
ANOTH3R NUMB3R
ANOTH3R SYMBOL
DELUSIVE
OR DIVINE?
SUPERSTITIOUS INTUITION
CRAVING MEANING
HUMAN PREDISPOSITION
BEST OF LUCK IN YOUR ENDEAVOURS
DISCERNING REALITY FROM FICTION

WHAT COLOUR IS THE SUN IN YOUR WORLD?
RELENTLESSLY STARING AT MINE
MELTING RETINAS
TRANSFIXED ON UNLOCKING SECRETS
SEARCHING FOR THE REASON
BEHIND THE REASON
I FOUND EACH FIND
AS HUMANS WE DISREGARD
HOW TUNNEL VISION
OFTEN RENDERS US
BLIND

DOT COLLECTOR…
WHOS DESIGN?
BEGGING FOR REVELATION
CONNECTING EACH LINE
DOT PROJECTOR?
DRAWINGS OF MINE?
WHAT THE APOPH3NIAC HUNTS
THEY ARE DESTINED TO FIND

DISTANT HORIZONS
WITH NO DISCERNIBLE END
WHERE ICEBLINKS CANNOT GUIDE US
WE PLAY PRETEND
FOSTERING SUNK COST FALLACIES
IN THE PURSUIT OF ELUCIDATION
YET THE WEBS WE WEAVE
ARE OF OUR OWN CREATION

DESTRUCTION IS A FORM OF CREATION TOO
WHAT DETERMINES OUR OPERATION
IS HOW WE ENGAGE WITH EACH CLUE
SURRENDERING TO THE BELIEF
THAT WE HAVE NO CONTROL OVER OUR LIFE
ONLY RESULTS IN FORFEIT
AND PERPETUATES STRIFE
WHAT WE SEEK
IS A REFLECTION OF OURSELVES
WHAT LIES BENEATH
IS ONLY AS DEEP AS WE DELVE

HOPE IS NOT NECESSARILY
SYNONYMOUS WITH HARM
PROJECTION ENCOMPASSES A VALUABLE CHARM
PATTERNICITY IS NOT NECESSARILY A DISEASE
YET I AM RIDDLED WITH INFECTION
THAT BURNS MY FINGERPRINTS INTO THE TREES
TEMPTING FATE IS SUCH A TEASE
TOUCH WOOD TO APPEASE MY CURIOSITIES
SLOWLY DEFROSTING THE FIRE THAT FREEZES ME

I AM A SMALL SPIDER
WHO KNITS CONSTELLATIONS
MY WOVEN INSTRUMENT
IS A MULTI-SENSORY ORGAN
OF INTRICATE EXPLANATIONS
I PLUCK IT LIKE A HARP
TO MAKE MELODIES THAT HUM MAZES
ACCORDING TO AN INVISIBLE SCORE
COMPOSED OF INTERPRETIVE OBSERVATIONS

COLLECTING EVERY PUZZLE PIECE
IN A MANNER THAT SHAN'T DISRUPT MY PEACE
I HOARD AND CHERISH EACH KEEPSAKE
FOR I AM A SENTIMENTAL K33PSNAK3
WITH A MULTIVERSE INSIDE OF ME
…TOUCH WOOD