i now see the appeal of hunting. went crabbing in ny yesterday. there's just something so satisfying in conquering another living being. it's a simple game of catch, straightforward, none of this bullshit of the human world. it's a simple game of life and death, survival of the fittest. the strong will survive and the weak will perish. being a part of this tension is something so natural and instinctive; one of the oldest stories of life on this planet.

found myself wishing i could slip into the silky smooth waters of the bay and disapear without a ripple or a bubble. nobody would have noticed. there's a whole separate world underneath the waters of the ocean. it's a hazy blue universe, murky and seductive...