body
the body is articulate. it is highly flexible and can twist into various arrangements within infinite contexts. the gesticulations are complexly woven.
the body is contact point and conduit. scratch an itch. run fingers through hair. pull out knots. sweat.
the stomach knows nothing of the stillness and emptiness that meditation prescribes the brain.
the body is a tool, a flexible specific self effacing apparatus. it is a concept delineation as that which puts things to use (ungraspable).
a notion of self ejected from the body.
home is the body, the shell is all we tortoises are.
the naked body on the bed curves the sheets, alters program, stems the whereabouts of the body and the otherwise flat destiny into havoc.
the porous surface allows outside to mingle within.
mixing the ways of ingestion thereby doing things to the digestion assemblage machine.