This work is about how space and reality have quietly dissolved into pure simulation.We no longer live in a world — we live inside its flawless image: screens more accurate than streets, maps more real than places, avatars more alive than bodies. Everything has been replaced by copies that no longer refer to any original.Space is no longer a place where you can simply be. It has become a place where you can only doubt whether it exists at all. Closeness is now internet speed; distance is just loading lag.Doubt here is not a method to find truth — it’s the permanent condition: I can no longer tell my own feeling from the simulation of that feeling. Reality died quietly, hidden under a beautiful overlay.It’s a short, slightly lost attempt to describe how we keep breathing and trying to love inside a picture that has forgotten it is only a picture. And somehow we go on.
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