Chun hsuan Ho

Up or down, down or up? You may find yourself inside matter-antimatter hop. Found or not, not or found. You might be upon the ground. Enter the dimensional rift through the scarlet corridor within the sanctity of knowing Allow the golden strands of being to entwine with your soul spinning in the aether where you take your place We had taken to that unconscious ocean to see in the sea, What we could see. It's been a strange journey of that there is no doubt. Where everyone walks with their insides in, We travel these seas with our insides out, We don't know any other way to be when you're swimming through these uncommon seas. The most attractive thing about photography is that you can observe the world from different angles. The mirror reflection in the photo is like a miraculous sharp blade, cutting through space and dimensions, submerging the ancient port of Marseille into the blue sky. Reversing the balance of matter and antimatter, the shutter of decisive moment changes the vector of gravity field to allow travelers to stand upon the ceiling in the air upside down. In our battle to be rational, we posit, based on three points, a plane, and say it extends — not knowing whether the universe is finite or infinite — indefinitely. At this moment, up or down, left or right, inside or outside, everything in our realm is no longer absolute. The inconceivable door to dimensional travelers opens instantly