Para la otra vez que lo mate. . . le prometo ese laberinto, que consta de una sola linea recta y que es invisible, incesante.

The next time I kill you . . . I promise you that labyrinth, consisting of a single line which is invisible and unceasing.

reference : La muerte y la brujula / Death and Compass (1942); Jorge Luis Borges

notes:

initialise
store/clear previous image

once upon a timeline
re-read/rebuild

random memory scan
cascade of white noise and REM-speed visual feedback

cross channels to future recall
fast-forward, normal, slow, reverse - all converging on now

twilight in the forest of memory
dance with self

after the heat
where were you that night?
evidence is repeatedly eliminated

flash-frozen cascade
centrifuge
break-up of personality into dataloops

on a clear day
real mirage
emerging to oceanic frieze exhausted of meanings