MIKA KARHUAfter a Memory 3.1.2015 – 1.2.2015

MIKA KARHU

Pain, witnessed, is not for show.
It is no delusion, it cannot be disproven.

Laboratories produce new substances.
Substances that heal and kill.
Life is a paradox without justice.

It is not the brain that feels the pain, the eye that sees, the ear that hears.
The skin does not feel the cold.

It is the I that feels, that sees, that hears.

I am in the world, together, alone, a stranger.

Feet, restless,
compelled to seek discoveries through error.

With death.

Mika Karhu