情報の森に飛び込んだわたしたちは、いつしか鏡の世界にいることも忘れそうだ。月の光を頼りに夜の森をさまよい歩き、花や木の葉を手に取りながら、新しい神話を紡いでゆく。

We have dived into a forest of information, and, before we realize it, are beginning to forget that we are in a mirror world. We weave a new mythology as we wander through the forest at night, relying on the light of the moon, snatching flowers and leaves in our hands.