Swarming together into thoughts and buzzing around my brain, they distract me from my body. Then I make my escape into the world of numbers. There is nothing so clear and simple and elegant as an equation, where all the powers of x and y are discovered and revealed and work together. Escape , Text Nr. Whether that escape is physical or intellectual, we often find ourselves on the outside, and often not even looking in.
Exile is the space of the excluded third and the home for the nomad, the homeless.
In exile one can resist being appropriated by the structures of dominant ideologies. Banishing oneself to the realm of the exile is the highest form of self-transformation. Escape is the point where fantasy surpasses reality. Escape , Text Nr. With no concept of what is discontenting there is no ideal situation.