Off Stage - a graphic poem by T Newfields
Daiki: Have you ever had conversations like this?
An-Yi: Sure – lot's of sparks and little substance.
Chariya: First of all, it is foolish to liken a conversation to an image.
However, if you wish to enjoy the folly I would say this is a very Hindu conversation!
Bhäraté: How so?
Chariya: Isn't there something pantheistic about the central light?
Bhäraté: (laughing) Hardly! The pixels are so decayed that it's pathetic.
An-Yi: Yeah. To me it is further evidence the entropy triumphs.