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Under
Ground
Solo
exhibition
of
Siamak
Filizadeh
I will
rule you
in a
different
manner,
if I
stay
alive…
Attributed
to
Nāṣer-al-Dīn
Shah
at the
hour of
his
death
A vast
city
that
slowly
breaths
in the
dark
depths
of the
earth.
An
ancient
city, as
old as
the
history
of Human
despotism.
A high
wall
embraces
the
city. A
wall
that
according
to
orders
of The
King, is
decorated
with
patterns
of
love.
The King
that
every
fifty
years,
at an
exact
date and
hour is
assassinated.
The
funeral
ceremony
that is
held is
more
elaborate
every
time
with the
crumbling
Tomb
built
even
larger.
The next
day The
King
rises
from his
tomb and
goes to
the
palace,
and his
dominion
is
repeated
with no
alteration.
It is
said
that The
King has
made a
pact
with the
angel of
death,
and
there
are
others
that
believe
that the
citizens
of the
city are
recalling
his name
in their
hearts
and ask
God to
return
him to
them.
The
History
of this
city has
been
written
once and
for
eternity,
it has a
circular
motion ,
where
the
beginning
is the
end.
The Name
of This
City is
“Under
Ground”.
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