Sluik likes to think today he stands with two feet on the ground.

How often do I look at the ground I walk on? And do I really see it when I do? And how often do I look under it? Under the surface I walk on I mean, do I ever? I might not be easy everywhere but of how many houses I lived in for instance I looked under the carpet or inspected the floorboards? OK, but below that? Did I ever make a photo in the foundations ? Did I ever make a photo of the foundations?





Yes, these thoughts came obviously when I had actually the chance to do it. After sewage problems at my neighbors house the plumbers left a hole, just big enough to put the camera through and let the camera see what I never will enter. And now I like to think it is more than just some pipes covered in dust. What if it all stands for some bigger things? Sub-real empirical metaphors!?! I am a pile of shit: that kind of thing or another tao...

According to a scientist Jesus of Nazareth was accurately born on the 17th of June, 2BC. That was yesterday and this text is written after the photos were made.