united sorry

Today someone asked me during a panel discussion: can you erase the “I”? I answered, “I can”, with the emphasis on the “I”, as a kind of paradoxical joke. I should have said: “One can”.

This week I bumped into several people, who I wanted to see. Just by thinking of them, they appeared around the corner.

At the moment I am thinking of the ecstasy of space. The space grows in my head, the space grows in my body, and these spaces connect with the space around me. Instead of taking drugs myself, these spaces are intoxicated and they wipe me of the floor, I am floating.

I am floating towards your arms, I feel you are there, waiting for me and nothing is stopping me.