fragments… traces… memories…
our minds selecting the essential
attracting its poetry to life
no/purpose pieces of waste
floating in the sea
leftovers along the journey of time
saved and rescued,
crafted in post-production,
designed for spiritual practice
no way to buy, sell or possess them
you can only rejoice with them
take care for their health
give them away to somebody else.
from the moment caring changes hands
trading is open
no collectors no curator no market
just shared emotions
fragments of unexhausted time.
cutting out money from this exchange
my history is gathered in your hands
continues in you.
I rescued my time.