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Creativity starves insanity
I've always thought that it was extremely possible to ride atop an avalanche and survive the ride. If riding soft, cloud-like snow was possible, then riding something more solid was doubly so. From the events of recent past, a story was passed from one newsreader to another. As one of the towers of the World Trade Center came apart from the stress, there was one man who took a plunge. He jumped on top of the crumbs and rode it all the way down from high up around the eightieth floors. Sure, he suffered many shattered bones and was bloody from the ordeal, but that must have been one helluva ride down.
I can't believe it has already been a year since I ran around in a Ken Done-d uniform screaming up, down and around this place, Sydney. I wish I had taken more abstract and vague photos, I have too many with the skin falling off of my face. A haircut then, like the time now, needed much, much more than the sheering pain from ripping the hair out, at least the tweezers leave a fine smooth skin behind.
Soon Van - Saturday, 15 September 2001 - 09:39
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