What is the relationships between liana and tree? We see violence, which is so familiar to us. How can we see something completely different?
Between tree branches a puddle of swarming woodlice The place of the feast and the cemetery. Debt pit metabolism. Entropy takes its toll. Cycle.
The bird flies silently. She is part of the wind. Lightness.
My heart rejoices every time When reeds sway in the wind But this happens almost constantly
Birds galloping in circles over the dunes What are they doing? And we?
To find a deer trail Take off shoes And go
The ship cuts through the winds A seagull saves energy soaring in a mechanically generated wind How to learn to be here, keeping the lightness of the wing