Crawling down to the dust that sits beneath your feet. 

Waking up to the machine song in the evening. 

Breathing in the fume. 

Running on a uphill struggle. 

Only then do you know your life is culture, old and new. 

Only then do you know you're running downhill.

To paradise or the empty room.

Inspired by Philip Slater 'The Pursuit of Loneliness'