FROM THE HEART OF THIS ETHEREAL GENESIS, EMERGED A CURIOUS ENTITY – SIFR. IN THE EXPANSE OF COSMIC INFINITY, SIFR, OUR COSMIC MASCOT, EMBARKED ON AN ODYSSEY.
EACH CELESTIAL BODY SHE VISITED, EACH COSMIC WAVE HE RODE, WAS AN EPISODE OF TRANSFORMATION, A SYMBOLIC REPRESENTATION OF THE CASA POP EVOLUTION.
I am an empty vessel with no box
I am an empty vessel with no thoughts
Full of possibilities that I forgot
With no ties and with no knots
Was I born or did I always exist
What is my purpose in this universe and how much mayhem can I cause
What is this system to the left and who is this creature to my right
You take and call it theft while I dance into the night
Threads are beautiful,
in a vacuum they exist in singularity They intertwine, knot and weave to form something that can only exist when they’re together
A form that is vastly different from their origin or individual essence
Each thread however, has its own identity: by virtue of colour, texture, how it splits at the ends and how it falls.
The threads that weave the fabric of this universe are all people that helped shape it