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Category Archives: Being non/human

Romancing the stone: A visit to Luray Caverns

Yesterday, Ej, my wife, Alethea my daughter and I visited the Luray Caverns here in Virginia – a rolling, geologic orchestra of drip-dropping water, fluid limestone, perverse shapes, eroding layers, haunting pillars, frozen draperies, patient deposits and magical sonorous chambers. I recall thinking to myself, this is what it means to be inside a stone’s …Continue Reading >>>

We are legion

In a world where distance evokes authority and sanity, where seclusion whispers prestige, where scarcity suggests luxury and exclusivity, where exteriority means truth, and where privacy is the hallmark of an irreducible ego, intimacy – our carnal entanglement with all things – is the unforgivable sin. The seditious intrusion. That’s why I think that nothing …Continue Reading >>>

Menstrual wound, cosmic openings

Underneath today’s blackened skies, we are bleeding, but this bleeding isn’t the kind of wound that desires to be cured, bandaged or sanitized away into oblivion. This bleeding is a sign of gushing fertility. It is a ‘menstrual wound’ – without a ‘solution’; and it is a message to slow down, to enter into the …Continue Reading >>>

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Falling might very well be flying – without the tyranny of coordinates.