Boundary dissolution for transmutation = the path of the Surf/ace間
Imagine an eye unruled…
Deleuze once suggested surfing as a metaphor for a way of transversing across his concept of the plane of immanence
It’s a feeling that begins in the pit of the stomach, right? And rises up through the breast, and out the mouth…
The Strange attractor in recursion
Thinking about thinking
A symbol
An example..
In the center
of everything
I pause