Tendrils of Mess in our Brains An Essay by Sarah Perry www.ribbonfarm.com Show image 0 Show image 1 A ruin and a mess. Watts observes that elements of the natural world – clouds, foam on water, the stars, human beings – are not messes, though the nature of their order remains inscrutable, and Watts doesn’t try to pin down its precise nature. Mess seems to be somehow a property perceptible only in the presence of human artifacts. Is this the result of some kind of aesthetic original sin on the part of humans, uncanny beings severed from the holiness of Nature? I hope not. “Humans are bad” is a boring answer. natureorderchaosaesthetics
The Wanting Mare A Film by Nicholas Ashe Bateman www.imdb.com I have a dream every night When I was 22
I have a dream every night I have a dream every night. My mom had it. And her mom had it. It's like a memory. It's a picture of the world as it was. But it's terrible. And it burns, and it fills me every night, and I can't sleep. ...I don't want the house. I don't want the dream. I don't want anything here. dreamsmelancholydestiny