our bodies carried by us

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walk run drag glide float I shift through space

relentlessly

entangle

I am space

I am relentlessness

I am

the matter entangled

embrace the rush the chaos the unknown the inadequate

the human

emerge the other end be water

be the rush the chaos the unknown inadequate

breath out

give birth to everything to all to anything

I supplement proliferation

of everything for no apparent reason

dream manifest

yearn for the life unbound

bodies

feral and honest

I carry around I carry with-in

steps punch a rhythm

the suitcase is opened

I curl inside

is closed

I hurl to catch the evidence of your existence

pockets full of stones

seeking refuge with the river

trains gates systems

open close

permission to enter

permission to move

seeking refuge in the river

flows like a train hurls like my blood

bodies utter themselves in time

circling the grid I dream of other ways to be

inadequate

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digital soundscape composed of field recordings collected on my mobile phone in February and March 2026, enamelled and patinated copper objects, soil, found objects

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the project is an attempt at describing the last few months of my life, continuously on the move, relentlessly searching, obstinately pushing forward, always returning to the river for strength, kinship and solace