categorical awareness
Constant Exterior
How To Freeze Sound
straight from Greece
Athens Moto-rad
the smell of ground-hogs
concerning winter's air, VOL I.
Cocina Lieben
philly wochenende

in response to my vomeral sensitivity to the smell of urine today:
there exists a delicate moment, in the very early morning, where, in the ether of time in space, nothing has a name. where meaning has fragmented herself, like a smoke from the flame, from the indefinite duration of permanence and regains her being of lightness, free of her normative obligations, aware of her illusory cofines. at a glance, the very objects of meaning may be experienced at their fundamental, their principal relation to the world around them, as complete, indestructible form, beautiful as energy herself. an instance where conservation holds that nothing may be constructed or construed, before langauge may copyright or cosmologies constitute, where eternity speeds away in every direction, leaving time for nothing. an instance where everything that has ever been is now again, crystalized in a song of certainty.