...where the separation between the negative space of the sky and the positive space of the land no longer seems clear; where that which normally recedes and that which normally advances inverts; where the fabric of the universe unravels, liquefies and becomes forevermore the viscous goo of reality; where things from our collective past (white nationalism, cow tipping, workplace pussy-grabbing, talking cars) suddenly start bursting into our collective present.
When you unwittingly become witness to all of this, know that somewhere, somehow, a glass jaw has just lit up and these are its effects.
When you unwittingly become witness to all of this, know that somewhere, somehow, a glass jaw has just lit up and these are its effects.