[From Occulto h: Limits, 2017] Industry creation a creation in the equation why why etc. Why equally 8X eight eight a ex and X Plus babe why am ex are the variables–Space–White why while ANB are the constants that had passed that headache asked that hand hey hey hey asked as us define devalue the value call of the variables.
[From Occulto 6: Life, 2019] “The marmot is the stupidest animal on earth”, said the ethologist, “it stands still for hours on end, contemplating the sun.” “The ethologist is the stupidest animal on earth”, said the marmot, “it stands still for hours on end, contemplating me.” – Enzo Costa
While making morning tea, I scan the sky through the kitchen window. I look at its blueness, the cloud shapes, I enjoy the light. Then I spot it. The heron’s morning route crosses my habitat. I squeak. A heron morning is a happy morning.
This morning a spider greeted me from the Tsing printout. I had gone to bed with her quote: “We are stuck with the problem of living despite economic and ecological ruination. Neither tales of progress nor of ruin tell us how to think about collaborative survival. It is time to pay attention to mushroom picking. Not that this will save us – but it might open our imaginations.”
I sing thee, Westlothiana, mother of us all. You cannot hear my song; being embedded in the rock for 338 million years made you hard of hearing. Yet you heard; you were alive. It was a quiet time. Rain dropped...
A convergence of circumstances involving work, burocracy, holidays, love, family, past memories and current issues made me fly eight times in a few weeks – quite above my standard and a bit stressful, to be honest, yet don’t worry, this...
The photo of this week is nothing but a quickly and poorly done snapshot of stuffed animals lying on the floor of my living room. Wait: is it? Actually, the image above contains enough references and food for thought to...
This week we focus on a kind of insect that everybody finds cute: ladybugs. I fancy them as well and I was happy to find the one depicted above in my first, unforgotten home/office in Berlin. While wasps seem to...