The Makgeolli Diaries |
Being the misadventures of a mexican-american in the Han Land, where he found himself waylaid by the apparition of a white-fleshed rice beer dubbed Makgeolli. These are his memories in reverse -- his words after the vintage throb of corean revels -- in love with a particular intoxication, aiming to recreate it in its savour. |
Adventures in Hyperreality #4
The Organic. & the Inorganic.
Two streams: above us, only
sky, the sky that speechless
speaks back in signs. Below us:
only us: a flowing river of organs
that ebbs&goes @ the beck&call
of industrial lasers — the ordering.
The sing-song siren call of signs.
We are conditioned by the choice
of being conditioned. Unaware of
the choice of closing one’s eyes
to the feveredrush of 2 highways.
(via inlovewithsouthkorea)
Adventures in Hyperreality #4 The Organic. & the Inorganic. Two streams: above us, only sky, the sky that speechless...
Seoul, South Korea.