Rewired reverie After meeting with an apparent monk who painted the windscreen of his Vauxhall with seagulls, a motorist has morphed into a pedestrian on a pilgrimage. Part 1 is here. For me, no peak modernity, no dream of orbital ecliptics, no F-sharp metal on my tongue, I’d been summoned to Port Botany, where flightless […]

via life as we know it 2 — inconstant light