The fourth Genesis - a new creation, a fourth attempt, or random wanderings through the ruins of previous creations? Perhaps a trip through internal exhaustion, a fourth dimension. Landscapes as allegories of inner worlds - delirium is the way to cross these territories, these isolated, unexplored territories that can only be created by being crossed and explored - conjured up by the courage of the traveller, and yet remaining in a state of constant and unpredictable metamorphosis. Encounters with the self in every rock, in every being that one meets, discoveries and collisions, terror, beauty, and escape.