A diver standing on a pylon in the middle of an ocean dives.

Nature is man's inorganic body, with which he must remain in continuous intercourse if he is not to die. That man's physical and spiritual life is linked to nature means simply that nature is linked to itself, for man is apart of nature.

Ainsi, dans cet art, les tableaux de la nature, les actions des humains, tous les phénomènes concrets ne sauraient se manifester eux-mêmes ; ce sont là des apparences sensibles destinées à représenter leurs affinités ésotériques avec des Idées primordiales.v

In a Dream I drifted on a breeze into the ruins of the world trade towers. I started digging in the ruins using my hands. At the bottom of the site I found two coffins. The coffins were draped in maps the way soldiers lie with flags atop them. I crawled into the coffin marked with the right side of the compass and woke up. I looked around and my life started.

Songs for Bed Time.

To master

The hermeneutics of self

Is to be free.


But we must recognize,

That there were never any constellations

in the night of man.


And when we can interpret ourselves,

it will always be day,

and even the stars won't be seen.

We will take you by the hand and lead you unkindly into the library of history where all things flicker in endless monstrous transmogrification. This is "natural" Bourgeois man, this is what you've done to yourself. You've fantasized about your own death to the point that it has become erotic. Your go to your mausoleum with an erection. You are a necrophiliac, and the dead are tired of being fucked. Now it is your turn.

As you think

Atop your privileged Throne

Or Rocking chair

You choose to think of Nothing

Or think of something

And you choose to Act

Or to fail to act

And the World is made

Or Unmade

To always embrace the unknown is a desire fit for our generation. Clarity of knowledge is a cell and clarity of thought is a prison break into the wilderness. Nietzsche described Nihilism as holding a position that prefers " a handful of certainty to a whole cartload of beautiful possibility to a whole cartload of beautiful possibilities". When we nurse our own sickly securities and ignore all the ambiguities of life we deny I ourselves a life with a plurality of meanings.

Children

We are like children, watching the television and reading the papers everything is a surprise. We are blind to are histories and blinded by them. We are enthralled by each spectacular happening and scared and helpless. Unlike the child our fear and ennui overcomes our sense of wonder. Ultimately the world is something that happens detached from us. We do not see the mirror when we look at it we only see the other. We need to grow up and reconstruct our histories to include us in them. We need to make history not let history make us.

Look at Us. Look at us Looking at Us. Look down at us. Look up at us. We look small. We look Huge. We look like we died a long time ago. We look like we will die very soon. We look alive in song and alive in dance. We look like were dancing at our own funeral. We stopped thinking and danced into that wooden rectangle or the embracing flames. We never thought, we just fell thought it. Look at those bright moments of movement those elliptical thoughts, those transcendent thoughts. And understand this: there is no such thing as history

Anchors Away! Stasic Sea await!

People love to tell me what I'm going to be looking forward to as an adult. A 9 -5 job and a mortgage. Its troubling how anchored people are to their present circumstances how, they can imagine other things for their lives but never believe in them enough to actualize them. If we look a little bit beyond us we can see how fast things have changed and will change. The world is off balance. The most important thing we can do is believe in the things we imagine for ourselves in those secret moments of hope.

Body 2

Crust

Bodies

Detourned Domestic Spaces