Not necessarily burial grounds, but traumatised land where so much soul loss has collected that it is actually visible on the surface. The perambulator must carve out a “dead road” across the field, and this should be crossed and re-crossed several times or the psychogenic bridge will be structurally weak and quickly collapse. The American … Continue reading
New York City is saturated with ley lines, which is of course why it has become such a large and vibrant city in the first place: all that juice has to come from somewhere. The main arteries of the city closely follow these lines, as that is where people are drawn to walk. There are … Continue reading
“I saw a street called Myrtle Avenue, which runs from Borough Hall to Fresh Pond Road, and down this street no saint ever walked (else it would have crumbled), down this street no miracle ever passed, nor any poet, nor any species of human genius, nor did any flower ever grow there, nor did the … Continue reading
Don McCracken
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