In the House of Humanity Catastrophe and Ecstasy Hold Hands

In the House of Humanity Catastrophe and Ecstasy Hold Hands

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Humanity may be thought of as a vernacular house of handmade rooms, some shackled, some finely crafted, some patched and repurposed and some clean and empty, SPST 9V Relay waiting.Some spaces have high ceilings filled with music that echoes off stone walls or wooden planks; some are warm with familiar smells of bread baking, while others are underground, cold or hot and dirty.How can I feel love inside myself with all the chaos swirling around outside the body? Can I feel what I give and keep giving without measure? If catastrophe is everywhere, in all time what can art Radiators do to bring communities together?.