day 140: abstract street art
These markings on the street are like the politics that have us all entangled. On first sight it seems to make sense, but then after a while you get lost and start wondering what it all means. Politics, society, “common sense”. Maybe it feels like rope around your neck that is suffocating you slowly. Or maybe that rope is a mere imagination, which you invent whenever you feel as if you are in a situation that is beyond your control. In any case, in the end you want to escape, like any cornered animal. Let me tell you though … there is no escape from it all. Running off into the forest won’t help. Believe me, you will come crawling back and if it is only to rummage through the city bins. In the end you will be like the guy in Georges Perec’s A Man Asleep. Nobody will understand what you were trying to achieve, but everyone will know that you have failed.