To claim that you don't even exist
But nothing in my possession resembles you so much.
Furthermore, color is not a byproduct of inexistence.
Whose signal does the painter lay?
I doubt that I, a babbling pile of words unaccustomed to color, could conjure up this color scheme.
If I use a magnifying lens, I might discover a group of nymphs, a dance, or a beach if you are actually a landscape.
If so, how bright is it?
Or is the area boring, like at night?
And in it, whatever luminary rose into the sky?
whose figures appear there?
What kind of nature did he come from, please?