People tend to structure things: Their households, jobs, financial concerns, relationships... all are depending on well defined blueprints. Lifes need to be planned in order to be lived. The concept of not having a fixed grabhold, where the mind can clamp on to when needed, scares the living shit out of our beloved society. You need to, you're ought to, you have to insure.. or there will be consequences. We are conditioned by our structure habit, not the other way around. Structure-freaks formed by self-induced fear of the unknown By forcing ourselves to play within the chalked pitch-lines, we give ourselves the illusion of being in control. Chains designed to transform our hopes and dreams into 'realistic perspectives. Stepping out of that prison takes guts, the big blur of 'not knowing'. An uncharted landscape where 'what if' doesn't exist. Where we plant seeds in unknown soil, not knowing if something will happen, or what exactly will grow. It's there where we can observe elements of an underlying baseline, the concept of Natures beauty and its flawless design without the need of artificial rules. Structure doesn't save, structure narrows. To flow or not to flow, that’s the question
So when I called Mike up to do a story for PointSevenMach, it wasn't something we had to plan in, but rather we just did. Good vibe, splendid location and time.
A Sunday afternoon without taboos, without obligations, without structure.