"You can't touch a forest, but you can burn it down. When the mathematical abstraction from reality which deems the plume of a collective consciousness more important than that of the individual - he who represents the group can forge a noose of invisible smoke and fire around the necks of the woodsmen - suffocating any attempt at sovereignty by way of a rusty lungs and a parched pair of lips devoid of speech..."
Poetics - Leandro Sorice
Artistics - Moi
