"Running after a mirage is a permanent job without end"
Far limits of a mirage
An internet based non-profit, nonverbal multilevel media exploration project. Unfinished by default, a permanent work in progress since 2020.
FIRST TRILOGY / DIAGRAMS AND PUZZLES / HERMETIC FANTASIES / HERMETIC COLLECTIONS / SECOND TRILOGY / CIPHER MIRRORS / LINEAR TIME DRAWINGS
Basik Kubasik (2023)
Basik at Kubasik dot Biz
www.kubasik.biz 2020-2023 (...)
"These are my circles. They are far from perfect -but- I'm okay with that because they have more rhythm and flow than a "perfect one" which, at the end, is what make my work recognizable, so they are more usefull to create energy in my composition than the above one"
"In the dark, they shone like stars - critical spheres, suspended in the void. They glowed with an otherworldly light, pulsing and throbbing in time with some unseen rhythm.
No one knew where they came from, or what purpose they served. Some said they were remnants of a long-lost civilization, while others claimed they were portals to another dimension. But one thing was certain: they were dangerous.
The critical spheres had a strange power over those who came too close. They could warp reality, twist the very fabric of space and time. Some who ventured too close were never seen again, swallowed up by the spheres' malevolent energy.
But there were those who sought to harness the power of the critical spheres. They were a secretive cabal, operating in the shadows, seeking to unlock the spheres' secrets for their own nefarious purposes. They believed that the spheres held the key to ultimate power, and they would stop at nothing to possess it.
As the spheres continued to shine in the dark, their ominous presence hung over the world like a dark cloud. No one knew what the future held, but one thing was certain: the critical spheres were not to be trifled with. They were a force to be reckoned with, and their power could bring about the end of all things".
