You road I enter upon and look around, I believe you are not all that is here, I believe much unseen is also here
Obscurity brings safety.
Now I am nothing but a veil; all my body is a veil beneath which a child sleeps.
...In another time, What cannot be seen will define us, and we shall be prompted To say that language is error, and all things are wronged By representation. The self, we shall say, can never be Seen with a disguise, and never be seen without one.
All these years I kept my true nature hidden, running along like a small shadow so nobody could catch me. -Ying Ying
I am an invisible man. No, I am not a spook like those who haunted Edgar Allan Poe; nor am I one of your Hollywood-movie ectoplasms.
And there we all were, as invisible as you could wish to see.
The quality of nothing hath not such need to hide itself
What I'm trying to do is to get a glimpse into the secret state that surrounds us all the time but that we have not trained ourselves to see very well.
I believe there's a landscape that exists underneath everything that we can see in present-day stuff. And I think that makes life kind of a detective story.
I guess in my own life, privacy, anonymity, and the mystery of being lost are important. I also feel that people are mysterious and complex no matter what they do, and no matter how hard they try to reveal their own mystery.
