We have giant eyes and ten tentacles.


One day we were standing in front of an old church.
When we touched the wall with our black tentacles, we saw a massive volume in a direction that does not exist in our dimension.


One time, we were standing in front of an abandoned tombstone.
When we traced the inscriptions with our black tentacles, we saw light rays pointing to the past and smells wafting into the future.


One moment we were following a butterfly as it flew by.
When we tucked its wings with our white tentacles, we saw the flow of cells inside of the chrysalis.


We got on a train one day of our own volition.
No handshake, no words were exchanged.
We just looked into each other's eyes - the resemblance was undeniable.


We will make something that is not a church, a tombstone or a butterfly.


Who we are.                “Spontaneous”.

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