UNDERNEATH THE GUILLOTINE I WAS MOTIONLESS BUT BLAZING LIKE A RUNNER IN THE BLOCKS | PROUDLY TRAMPLED BY PURE EXPERIENCE | I CONCEDE LIFE AS MY PREDATOR MY STATION AS SWEET PREY 2 cor 4:17-18

inconsolable joy

likes

• running
• birds, nature *
• beautiful things
• secondhand stuff
• listening to the migration of my blood
• quality time with loved ones
• the sacred nature of the ordinary
• multimedia collage
• a: the moment the lance punctures your heart
• b: the torrents of blood and water that pours from it

art