Two wings of the same

Two heads, one sprout, two wings of the same.

Duality, paradox, potential conflict.

Wait... again... duality, paradox, POTENTIAL.

- Potential of what?

- Of everything. A fluid motion flows through my body, taking whatever shape it needs, whatever is asked for. It has no limits. The body is the limit, the body is a shape.

- What's beyond?

The radiating light, the glowing, the current. The battery is charged! Look, the sprout growing from the core, the wings holding fluids, antenna-heads transmitting and receiving signals.

It's whole in its duality. I'm whole in my duality. Expressive Arts exploration. Berlin. January, 2024