and again he stooped down and wrote on the ground

The quote from John 8:8 repeats over and over again, the words losing any meaning, merging with the layers and layers of sound. The images repeat over and over again but are always different, always slightly distorted, sometimes unrecognizable. We try to define the universe around us in patters, rules, borders. But the universe is always changing, always defying our little definitions. People are all different, all the same, like sand. The lines we draw on the ground to separate one another are just that: lines in the sand that will eventually disappear.

Visuals by Saman Haghighivand

Voice by Mustafa Kur

Cello by Alistair Sung

I composed, produced, and mixed the final track.