One day the boundary of the corporeal will end and everything will disintegrate into pure energy. Only one single ocean will remain of the Earth, shimmering with waves of former flesh. Only a few birds will survive, freed from the carcasses of their cells, but not the memory cells of human language. They will fly endlessly over the surface of the ocean to find, unsuccessfully, an island on which they can rest... / Set of 300 cards rhymed together. 2019