There is another world most of us don’t know. It is hidden in the endless panoramas of Iceland, the endless gazes into what seems like another planet. This world, however, is different. It is a parallel universe with nurturing wilderness, the kind of grasp that it provides is a different kind of being alone. The good kind of being utterly lonesome but not in yearning for any kind of company. The kind which makes self-realization an easy task to do and self-criticism apparent and what is even more important, constructive. There in the puddles of Landmanalaugar, I found what was self evident from the beginning; like anywhere else there are no coincidences, probability makes for accomplices and change creates meaning.
Where did you find the quote in your last sentence (like anywhere else there are no coincidences, probability makes for accomplices and change creates meaning)?
This quote is from a Situationist writing or a poster of some kind that was seen somewhere in Paris in May ‘68.
Ah! Thanks a lot