YES! Such a needed spirit and incubation space for healing up. Thanks for engaging in the Lunacy! my algorithm just delivered me an image of a monk in a woodcutting peering into the corner of the sky’s fabric at the horizon line. Except his head had ripped through the celestial globe and he was peering with wonder and surprise into the universe on the otherside. LUNACY! I too believe that once we can calm down enough, and come to ourselves, the path forward grows clear! Your writing reminds me of Jenny Odell’s sentiments in How to Do Nothing. (It’s my latest evolutionary text that I have reading-grouped here in Brooklyn) Emily, are you somewhere in LI? If so, I am close enough to be real friends now! I got to here from your 165 week old comment on my instagram poem about “transplanting for newtrients”. I’ve done it again and here I am in new ecologies! I need local guides if I am ever to truly behold the North East! —N8 Polo
YES! Such a needed spirit and incubation space for healing up. Thanks for engaging in the Lunacy! my algorithm just delivered me an image of a monk in a woodcutting peering into the corner of the sky’s fabric at the horizon line. Except his head had ripped through the celestial globe and he was peering with wonder and surprise into the universe on the otherside. LUNACY! I too believe that once we can calm down enough, and come to ourselves, the path forward grows clear! Your writing reminds me of Jenny Odell’s sentiments in How to Do Nothing. (It’s my latest evolutionary text that I have reading-grouped here in Brooklyn) Emily, are you somewhere in LI? If so, I am close enough to be real friends now! I got to here from your 165 week old comment on my instagram poem about “transplanting for newtrients”. I’ve done it again and here I am in new ecologies! I need local guides if I am ever to truly behold the North East! —N8 Polo