Thursday, November 8, 2012

EVERYTHING IS LIMPING INTO PLACE






“There is a Plane, moving across the Sky of Chicago; and Obviously, what I see, is both Random and Arbitrary.  Yet, how we Seduce our own Impermanence, is Grounded and Palpable and the Standpoint for the Body.  Turning, in Aggravation, I think to Myself: “It’s so Funny, how this just keeps fucking Happening.”

-Boris Izsus . 2011