Eden’s conscious view on dark energy | 2019

“Where did you go? You disappeared again! We’re in this together , we both need it!” I say angrily.


“There was a bit of a ‘force majeure’. Those damned little things with wings were everywhere all of a sudden. There were so many, they were flying straight out of my eyes, can you believe it? I had to talk with Eden.” Mr. REBUS replies with a wry smile.


“Eden” is the name of a person who lives in the endless space inside Mr. REBUS’S pitch-black eyes. I could never see him clearly enough – just some barely perceptible fragments. But the one thing I could see was Eden’s eyes: dazzlingly shining, with huge irises and no pupils. “The poor lad,” I thought at the time, “he lives inside a complete rogue, in total darkness and he’s as blind as a mole.”


“It’s the same every time. Let him go and leave him alone. He can’t see anything and, as if that wasn’t enough, he’s trapped in your prison.”


“Let him go?” Mr. REBUS said, bewildered. “No one’s stopping him. He’s absolutely free!”


“Free? You call that freedom? Even if could see, he couldn’t take a step in the blackness where he lives!”


“What make you think he doesn’t see anything? He sees much more than you do. You have only two eyes, but he has as many eyes as there are stars in the sky. Count to infinity. Do you see these butterflies? They are his eyes, they light up the road.”


Then Mr. REBUS leaned a little closer to me and added in a barely audible whisper, “You can’t even imagine what he sees.”

Eden’s conscious view on dark energy
Eden’s conscious view on dark energy
Watercolor on paper, chemical solutions. 40 x 40cm. 2019