Arkhê

“In the beginning, there is this impalpable. There is the instinct. A powerful instinct that causes stage fright, giddiness, obsession, but above all, the certainty that something must be done. The anxiety, the fire that runs through you, the audacity. The kairos appears.
How many times has it not even been seen?
How many times has it only passed by?
Waiting, watching, sniffing. Stay on the alert. The hunt must be successful.
There is no jungle, no forest, no savanna. There is the street, those we meet there. The real becomes then an immense game of tracks, a favourable hunting ground.
To cross a being and to know that it is him.
Proximity of the impulsive, sexual, loving life.
Outcrop of the blood flow, of the flesh, of the dream.”

Extract from the text “Arkhê”, by Sandrine Lopez