The visceral certainty of a false world – text by Cătălin Diaconu

It is me, in the middle, and the shadows of the other bodies fall on me. I doubt that they are inhabited. By real people, just like me.

Doubt turns into visceral certainty. Those moving objects, so much like me, are completely devoid of human content, intellect or consciousness. Nothing in my being doubts.

Yet we are so alike. It is a contradiction between our similarity and the belief that they are not real.

I’m starting to doubt myself too. are they phantoms in my head? Is there only me, and because of loneliness I have filled space and time with other creatures, almost successful imitations? Or vice versa? I am a copy, a mirage, in another creature’s world. In her dream.

Text by Cătălin Diaconu, written as part of the work process within. [ship of fools] An Indie Box project co-financed by the National Cultural Fund Administration. The project does not necessarily represent the position of the National Cultural Fund Administration. AFCN is not responsible for the content of the project or how the results of the project may be used. These are entirely the responsibility of the beneficiary of the funding.

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