downShifting
March 8, 2010
Rubblesifting.
downShifting.
What has become of humans? I’ve never been more puzzled but I can tell by these lights that the world is not. Constantly bombarded and passed and zoomed by unrelenting tangibles. You are not tangible. You are not passing by.
I keep staring at your mountain of possessions (now mine). I wonder what would happen if I set this rubble ablaze–the light would be unrelenting.
