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Pleasure of the moment
The naked recluse with the TORTOISE mask forgets. Perhaps it is the sound of the waves lapping against the pebbles, perhaps it is the sun warmed rock. Forgetting allows you to live in the moment, to luxuriate in the warmth of the sun on the skin, to relax to the smooth firmness of the stone, to appreciate the moment, this moment. It is the effect of the House of Masks: a strange kind of forgetting that truly makes the past a foreign land. A disconnect between the event and the memory, a lifting of the weight of the past, a new lightness formed by a numbing combined with a pleasure of the moment.
