Back on the road. A stopover here, a terminal there, a cab here, a lobby there. I like the road and road likes me. I like the silence and the silence likes me. I like the detachment and the detachment likes me. I like the challenge, and the challenge fears me. I like my lies and my lies like me.
Obsidian Noise
- Think about experience; how we understand the acting self; how we represent life in time and space; how we judge value in material, political, and cultural life; what we choose as our controlling purposes; and how we shape and situate our efforts in life and for what aim.
