The Sound of Blackpentecostal Noise Grows Flowers, Is Floral (number 12) (2018)

There are worlds. And the fact of our experiencing them is because we are impossibly vulnerable, open, as a way of life. The central nervous system isn’t enclosed in the borders of the so-called body. But it’s out there, in worlds, that which is central is kind of an ecstatic force, ecstatic being, existence beside or otherwise than, the self. Such that the idea of an outside and inside needs to be thought against. Maybe entangled. Maybe a system.” — The Lonely Letters