‘A soundscape I made with platonic tears for ‘our’ planet. – I now remember! Back in Chaosmos, I was cutting vegetables, it felt like cutting my own hands; simultaneously the Amazon was burning … simultaneously yet another story to tell, that of the fallen angel Iblis who laments that everything will pass … to overcome the imaginary friction between the world and our souls … for know that every soul is multiple and has infinite windows to the sun … perhaps our tears one day will be enough to cease the fires of the earth?’
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