The day Death felt in love with Life.
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There is some attachment to identity and there's a fear that the identity one day will be finished, and that this will be the end of you. You think that you're alive only when Consciousness is functioning, but you are not alive in the cognitive state only.
UntitledBirds drawing the sky. Available online until December 27th 2020.
UntitledEaster ceremony in Debre Berhan Selassie Church.
UntitledShadows are not always under the earth…
UntitledThe shadows of screams climb beyond the hills. It has happened before. But this will be the last time. The last few sense it, withdrawing deep into the forest. They cry out into the black, as the shadows pass away, into the ground.
Varanasi, the city of Shiva, is also a city of death, known for its devotion and for its crematoria, which is where the Aghori Sadhus live. They cover their bodies with the ashes of the dead and ask for food using a human skull as a vessel.
Untitled(...) We are leaving the Earth bit by bit leaving behind our service to humankind and life in general motors and satellite waves are wounds in our hearts and brains through which love escapes
UntitledEight portraits, eight dreams, eight escapes.
UntitledA conversation with a woman who washes and massages the women who go to the hammam (public baths), helps bring the neighbourhood children into the world, and to wash the dead.