This is it, it has begun. A new day in school. It’s not the first, it’s not the last, it is only one beginning. A break of dawn and soon there will be new days at The School, and it will unravel. Just taste those words, a new old beginning. As we start over and over and over again some starts are different. It could feel like an end, the…
The following text was written during evaluation meeting among Sisters Staff the 18th of April 2017. Two persons were discussing The Takeover at Fremtidslinjen in Køge while a third person wrote the text. This was done in union different constellations. Det var dejligt at være tilbage. Alt skete meget, meget langsommere… tid blev noget nyt. Det gør jeg altid, når vi går ind i det der rum Om mandagen der tror jeg…
Level 1. A single drop of water applied to forehead. Tickling. Feel dry. Body wants more of the water. Like a plant or a meadow feels when it hasn’t rained in a long time. Level 2. Five to ten drops of water gently rained on face. At ease and empty. Cut with a knife – blood coming down face. Warm, slow, resistant – gradually absorbed by the skin. Eyes backward…
Parting evokes loneliness, evokes sadness. I embrace you, sadness. I get immersed in you. And after a while.. I feel the love, which you are a sure indication for. More tears. With a smile.
