Reality is not what we see. What we see is a world that we are capable of perceiving.

A sphere made of accumulated rays of light.
The light radiates from the center in infinite fine rays, creating its spherical shape. The light source remains motionless, yet the countless lines emitting from it wriggle continuously.

The sphere has no surface boundary, and the perception of the boundary between the artwork and the body is ambiguous. When you try to touch a sphere, your hand goes into the sphere as it does not have a physical boundary.

What is this sphere? Why do the rays wriggle?
Our world is within us.

And once we recognize this sphere made of accumulated lines, our perception of the world expands, and we will begin to notice them wherever we go.