SCHWINDEL
[swindle / giddiness]
a constant movement, and yet somehow still
stagnant. there are no forwards. in the end,
all of the linear tangents create an area
painted black in every sense. even if there
are no obstacles / walls / borders on the
first /superficial view, it doesn't mean
that there is freedom of movement...
my movement in the surrounding
structure is similar to the intoxicated
rodent, which is not put into a physical
maze, but is instead limited by the
substances it is given...the question
of if my "poisoning" and the resulting
patterns of movement are chosen or
forced can not be answered by me,
but there is definitely the longing to
turn away from the given path...
to make / walk a negation of (a way of) life.