Flower (by K.Ohno)

"You can dance like a flower, you can imitate it and it will become the flower of everyone, banal and lacking interest; but if on the contrary, you put the beauty of that flower and the emotion that it evokes into your dead body, then the flower you will create will be unique and true".

 In the Past there is the Future, and in the Future there is the   Past. Even though that may seem obvious, there will have to be between them, something passing through one and the other.

The Creation is processed within Madness making emerge a Past that carries along the Future. And my ardent desire always can touch madness.

Present is an infinite passage that ties Past to the Future. And I am standing there. The Future carries along the Past and the Past carries along the Future. And I am stationed, quiet, in the middle of all that.

Once, my mother told me: "He tells me that his is going to carry his steps carrying along the Past, but after he will not be able to stand it any longer; he will finish with you. Just one is enough".

Whenever I remember her words I see the image of a mother whose son is carrying along this Past.

The mother tells me that just one is enough. My mother is still alive within myself, with that deformed and worn out figure".