Dear Reader,
I have the unfortunate business of telling you I have been incarcerated in a ward of the Health Sciences. This is an attempt of trying to express the odd sensations thoughts I am experiencing. This includes very strange behaviours of my keyboard, auto correct and software. Connected, I hope not.
As usual the story is one of images and words, neither completing the other, both having a role to play in defying time and the linear. All happens at once, time is an invention and our mistake is to give it a direction.
Exhibit 1
And all happens near a Helipad in eastern Newfoundland. Hot rotors turning the wind into thrust.