Seen from the air, the jungle below looked like kinky hair, seemingly peaceful, but that is deceptive, because in its inner being nature is never peaceful. Even when it is denatured, when it is tamed, it strikes back at its tamers and reduces them to pets, rosy pigs, which then melt like fat in a skillet.
Outside the river flowed by, drunk for all eternity. Fall foliage floated away to the south on the water. At Christmas the rich folks of Iquitos go water-skiing on the Amazon. In the gold country of Punt, tonsillectomies are performed with a vacuum cleaner. Benjamin wants to find sun temples and hidden treasure when he is grown up. One morning an angry country woman sawed off her chickens’ beaks with a fretsaw. I wondered whether a dog could be disguised as a pig. Then my ship dissolved in its reflection in the waves into slow-moving arrows.
Herzog/Useless
THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT 
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