The traces of elsewheres

From Haugaland to Moldeheimen

Pentecoast  2010

Inspiration:

Bernd Herzogenrath – “An (Un)likely Alliance – thinking environment(s) with deleuze/guattari”

As for the weekend my only plan was a temporal sacrifice, I drove to the most western place I know, where the mountains meet the ocean, Stadlandet. The main aim was to deterritorize my own subjectivity, and bring my spinal rhizomes downward mapping out ground, without topography. As my rhizomes penetrated hard ground, deeply in Savasana, I started dreaming, not from the head, but straight out of the belly bottom. Millions of surfing miracle-entities approaching, wirelessly connected to the sun, all in a void dance of dervishly-spinning, trespassing all matter, vibrating deeply down in the mineral molecules of my rhizomes, holographically spelling out a message;

“There is no stage

Only acts”

I woke up to Kenny Rogers “We don’t need no buried treasures, no buried treasures, we don’t need it. We don’t stand on ceremony. But life is phony  in spite of it”. So I pulled my rhizomes up; “It’s time to get virtual”.