Architects of trajectory,
etch the beauty in somatics of tropic gale!
The
bodyless eye is serving as the archpriest of a new theology, while
the neglected remaining organs of perception hold the potential to
inweaving us into the flesh of the world in actu. Is all
consciousness really perceptual consciousness, and the flesh the
matrix of the very existence? Actually our body is not in space like
things, it rather inhabits or haunts space. So by diffusing
ametropies of phenomena, try pushing things forward and get lost in
the realms of true phantasms.
Devote
yourself to dissociation!
