We are a totality of facts. So get your facts right before approaching anyone with a knife or a handwritten love letter. At a subtle, indefinite moment in time everything will become the same. People will forget each other and rooms will change shape. Shape will no longer contain you. Lines will no longer serve for guidance, but they will become electrically charged wires of thought and movement. Building up tension. A line which betrayed direction for the pure pleasure of movement. That is the aim. We should stop seeing the horizon as the only way out. Betray the line which betrayed you. Cuddle in disembodied geometrical shapes. See which empty space fits your nostalgia better, but don`t forget to let go once you feel it`s molding you back into your old fragile bone frame. Disjointed or just dyslexic ? We failed to write the Great (His)story but we hang on to our magnetic fridge lists as we cross out one more thing that doesn`t really need to be done.
sâmbătă, 18 iulie 2009
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