Under the Jaguar Sun der ikke mærker nogen forandring

der ikke mærker nogen forandring

We Do Not Part traces the path of Kyungha as she travels from the city of Seoul into the forests of Jeju Island

”Jeg er træt af at opfinde et funktionelt menneske hver morgen

eller betagelsen af sollyset

Under the Jaguar Sun der ikke mærker nogen forandringI went down, I climbed back up into the light of the jaguar sun into the sea of the green sap of the leaves. The world spun, I plunged down, my throat cut by the knife of the king priest The solar energy coursed along dense networks of blood and chlorophyll; I was living and dying in all the fibers of what is chewed and digested and in all the fibers that absorb the sun