PASSI
FLORA

The Garden of Transcontinental Desires

Welcome to my garden.

-LOOK AT YOUR HANDS-

Now smell your right wrist

sniff,

sniff,

sniff.

What do you smell?

It is the aroma of my favorite flower.

leathery, musky, peachy, ambrosial

ON THE OTHER HAND...

Can you smell it?

sniff,

sniff,

sniff.

Once the aroma of a flower

starts spreading

It will not stop

BETWEEN TWO SHORES

a black hole?

Metallic like an

Remember:

Time is golden.

No. Silence is golden.

No. You smell like copper.

(FEAR)

EXPANDED

like the

f u t u r e

A strange feeling. Scented with myrrh. A mirage: An umbral of salt. Follow the water path. It is an ocean. You don't need to swim. The tallest mountains grow benath you. The tallest mountains grew behind you.

RIPE AND COLD.

This is not the Garden of Eden.

OR VENUS'S FLOWER BASKET

So what curiosity brings you to this garden?

The past?

sniff,

sniff,

sniff.

Will you take care of the flowers for me?

Remember you are one of them...

You won't find me here anymore.