On journeys to and from Berlin every route inevitably leads through Brandenburg. The landscapes, well-known as being made for hiking, appear rather monotonous when viewed through the windows of a speedy train. Instead, they open up fleeting spaces of memory and association, telling shadowy stories that meander inexorably before disappearing into nothingness again. In alteration of Heinrich von Kleist's phrase “The gradual maturation of thoughts while speaking”, the focus here is on “The gradual dissolution of thoughts”, on loss of control and digression. Semantic entropy opens up poetic fields and patterns that, while traveling, ultimately cling to the horizon or at least to the horizontal movement.

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