Poetic Opening by Franck Piepers

« The best mirror does not reflect the other side of things »
We are hundreds of thousands of years ago, in the infancy of humanity.
Under a crushing light, Sapiens has wandered for many hours among his fellow beings. For him, time does not exist, only thirst giving rhythm to his progress.
He studies the first inert wave coming toward him.
Revolution
As he examines his reflection, awareness washes over
him and drowns him in cognitive reality.
What was his first emotion ?
Fascination
« An encounter is only the beginning of a separation. »
We are in the 21 st century, a slasher advances on the pavements of his city, crystalline lenses immersed in connected glass. As he evolves in
his bubble of unawareness, Immersion rises against him.
The mirrored cube suspends this project on the adolescent.
Reflexion
An airlock door opens, curiosity beckons, the box closes again,
darkness overwhelms him, and silence falls over him.
Disconnexion
The echo of a photon indicator starts in the confined space.
The individual recovers his sight, his « ego » is projected on six sides,
his solitude is now at the epicenter of a multitude.
Contemplation
Suddenly, the projection becomes incomprehensible.
The six acolytes vanish at the speed of light, while the quantum infinite enters. Lost, the actor knows he is no more. In the absence of being able to seek himself, he begins a quest for the truth.
Immersion