A_ Simple simple may

her bicycle and i disagreed
quietly secretly in a brief moment

just a brief disagreement regarding continuation

crossing

bright acceleration

wife and i fight

#1

#2

#3 seconds

the bicycle continued without me
against my will

SILENCE
SILENCE
SILENCE

People nearby seeing normally

which felt excessive

I am on the floor

head first

back then

thats about it

Broken finger indeed

nothing to o crazy

I simply could not move it anymore

Ran

fingers bleed

Nothing visibly broken
except internal architecture

#bike falling wakes you up from dreams#

Can you stand

Can you speak

What year is it

Do you want to hurt yourself

Have you eaten today

No
Yes
Probably
Not especially
I forgot

B_ Home is where my mother is
(phrase caught from 98’s COLORS issue)

They say “
Institutional
Plastic bracelet
Where am i
i notice
I can and can not

“stabilisation”
“abstraction”
“evaluation”

abstraction

Inventory
Objects authorised by the director /conserved by the patient

Authorised: everything

This was unexpectedly moving

The law of July 6th 1992 limits the responsibility of the hospital regarding loss
theft
deterioration
or disappearance of personal objects whose nature justifies detention

My personality briefly also qualified as a personal object

evaluation

6am.

Fluo 20mg
Valium 10mg
Tercian ?mg

then silence returns professionally

12.

ring bells

again

What time is it

I have no phone to check

Without a screen
I’m feeling medieval

Minutes expanded physically

excellent Wi-Fi in theory

which somehow made everything sadder

stabilisation

14.

This room resembles peace
from a governmental perspective

Everything here has been organised
to prevent vertical tragedy

The automatic doors open slowly enough
to reconsider your decisions

footsteps

footsteps

footsteps

At some point
my thoughts lost their user interface

Everything load manually

Do you
feel safe
with
yourself

which feels philosophically ambitious before lunch

In full heautoscopy

erase
a self who isn’t

replace
with a monitored version

#cryptobiose#

ring bells again

(i am not sure what time it is)

C_ screenshots and belief of god

At night
the ceiling developed personality

Small cracks rearranging themselves into maps

Eventually:
saints

Only ventilation systems
and consciousness in raw format

I understood suddenly
why people invent religion during isolation

Not because of faith exactly

4:32

I became spiritually attached to the
corridor light

The hospital television remained permanently tuned to cooking competitions

#possibly to remind us
that somebody somewhere
still possessed long-term plans#

D_ Fragments

Nadejda

who taught me how to pray every morning and every night

des
pite neither
of us
possessing
enough
shared
language
to discuss
God
correctly

cross
silence
cross again

She carried almost nothing

then gave me her black sweater

Economically irresponsible

spiritually accurate

I was not in a position to negotiate spiritually

At breakfast
she explained surveillance capitalism to me
using stolen sugar packets as visual aids

#Home is where my mother is#

Ofelia Diasamidze is a Georgian Paris based photographer and writer, jumping around genres and influenced by writers and artists from Yukio Mishima to Antonin Artaud, Kane to Angelica Lidell, as well as the musical fluxus movement, impacting her considerably.

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