2013, Sept.

Dromosphere, Dromosphere

There is an impulse in contemporary theory to collapse time into a spatial model of reality Time as another vector or direction -- a mere dimension of movement. History recedes, as another element in the atmosphere But we lose the that has nothing to do with dimensional notions of time. The misfortune or happy accident is not a “rupture” in scale, but a collision That is, a chance meeting -- an obliterating unity. Not a relation, network or an action, but a production or a destruction. A statistical anomaly, slim but real. Real as deafening air compressed against that thin membrane: two lacerations, one in space, one in the body. That is


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