Pornographic Meditations

Thoughts on an exorcism solo that I do.

A small ritual.

There are several realities:

One where I am finding excuses to dance about in front of people and convince them that it is interesting, meaningful and worthwhile for them.

Another where I am using the trance to connect with a person and their genuine concerns and to, like some high priestess of dance, cleanse them of their distress in a small public ritual set to a pop song.

I am wondering if I will feel like a con artist and the whole thing a sham. At the same time I am a person that organises my bedroom in accordance with the Feng Shui octagon.

I am thinking about the different textures of presence and I am thinking about relating to strangers in a space before the thought “Would I?”. I am wondering if there is anything outside of the narrative of seduction.