NAQOYQATSI - Life as a war

NAQOYQATSI
Station, tunnel.
I stand, sit down, get up my thoughts.
I'm waiting to go, long time ago I want to.
I'm listening to my thoughts, I am pampering my palms
I do not collect sweat in my hair.

Station tunnel.
I sit, I get up, sedentary followers.
I'm waiting to go because I know where I want.

There is a huge wave.
He makes me come back to myself.
A moment.
I look at the clock in the station with the cage eye.
I see there is no where I want to be.

I breathe in and dive.
Looking for an eye-free place, where the foot
can stop.
To dive, to dive looking for myself to look for a place.