Lowlines, Episode 7: Epilogue
PLACE:Out of the container of funk where everything was like this moving compost heap, being turned over and over by all the life within its busy layers. Out of the place where Maestra Estela and her family tune into the plant information highway with their thousands year old roots in the jungle. Out of the part of me that was feeling the boundaries between my body and where I was start to disappear…
PULSE:Towards comfort and temperature controlled rooms, hot running water, spiced foods and on-demand TV. A quick satisfying of all those needs but it didn’t last. Ran out of steam somehow as…
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