»I abhor the idea of a perfect world. It would bore me to tears.«
Shelby Foote
DRIFTING IN TROUBLED WATERS
MOBILIS IN MOBILI
Drifting with/in Planktonic Seas
»Drifting endlessly, midway between the sea of air above
and the depths of the abyss below, the […] strange creatures and the marine inflorescence that sustains them are called ›plankton‹ – the wanderers.«