“I become a spherical reflecting eye moving through the wilderness and ingesting it. Destroyer of the wilderness, i move through the land cutting a devouring path horizon to horizon. There is nothing from which my eye turns, I am all that I see. [...] I am a transparent sac with a black core full of images and a gun. [...] The gun stands for the hope, [...] the gun is our mediator with the world the therefore our savior.”