Close your eyes, exorcise your thighs, you are the landlord of your soul, your body building, evict your spiritual tenant.
Imagine yourself being taken to any place where you can be anyone else: a ferris wheel, a football game, a hair salon, a hair saloon, or a hospital room. You are in a hospital room, you are in that hospital room, you are somewhere you can lose yourself, somewhere you can loose yourself, somewhere you can loose yourself in the music, the moment, you own it, you better never let it go, you only got one shot, don’t miss your chance to blow, this opportunity comes once in a lifetime. Even though you know that Slim is talking to hundreds of patients who are watching the same tv-show, you are sure he is talking to you, and nothing matters anymore, if he is Marshall Matters or Slim Shady or a shady Slim Denken shaving, changing his shape for a friend, you think it’s really for you.
You are lying in that hospital bed and at the door there’s a nurse who speaks in morse, she asks your name, and finally it came the same day when you became anything you ever wanted.
What would you say?
You are shapeless, you are nameless, your ego is now infinito and ready to go.
* Self Luminous Society is a group of linguistic-metaphysic-mystical-lunatics. SLS is a performance collective and artist-run cooperative gallery.