water, sex, noise…the metaphysics of listening

“…come let nature present you with another kind of opera, with a different architecture and different colors and different harmonies and melody. one stops hearing and feeling for oneself, the eye no longer sees, and money allows an impression to be made upon it. this is one smitten and stirred by a feeling never before experienced. I am becoming an abyss to myself, and eventually one becomes impatient at being such a small fixed mechanical fragile thing, unable to get in.”

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