“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris


Thursday, February 3, 2011

Charnel Ground


Silwutsel, Mount Kailash. A vast field of death. Full of offerings such as teeth, clothing, hair, and possibly corpses. One of the warmest places I've ever been (emotionally). I was legally blind and delusional at the time as it's almost 18 000 feet up. Small pieces of paper (4"x3") I left here appeared to be huge sheets of newspaper.

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