mourning, a story based on a sad truth https://youtu.be/337h76MaAAE video a body was just found next to the hurricane barrier in the Providence River, about a half mile away, and I was thinking that the body was mine, that i should claim the body as mine, that i did not own a body since no one 'owns' their body except perhaps in legal terms, a body is what i have, an odd ontology, or it's just here, but not around me, not me either, perhaps i should claim the body as mine, perhaps i should think otherwise. and thinking the above - it sounds obscene to me now, what was i thinking, what does it matter what i'm thinking, someone died, and if anything is sacrosanct, inspires care, inspire silence, this surely is such, and in fact since we are there a great deal on our walks, near there, this is sad, is here and now in a city i still cannot see as my own, at least not since i was alienated from brown university, which previously i had felt comfortable within and more comfortable without, and this aside is also not of or within the above, to return at the least to the water and the __ _______________________________________________ NetBehaviour mailing list [email protected] https://lists.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour
[NetBehaviour] mourning, a story based on a sad truth
Alan Sondheim via NetBehaviour Mon, 10 Jun 2024 17:51:41 -0700
