Ruud van Empel. 2.
"In the spring he appears in a wash of light, his helmet ready to guard him against the unspeakable dangers which only he can master. As part of his exercise in awareness, each street crossing becomes an adventure, though he is uncertain whether these lessons, carefully planned, are being absorbed as he hoped. He rides on, knowing better than any of us that we are what we forget, that the reason we like to be out in nature is because it has no opinion of us, and that there is a road to hell, even from the gates of heaven." Mike Hoolboom
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