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I love "getting away with shit"! the feeling of walking down a street, passing a cap, and nodding to them. all while thinking "You've got no idea what I just pulled off :)" sneaking in and out of places is absolutely titillating
It's a gentle reminder that all of this shit is made up. All of it. Crawling through the carcasses of society , things that people have just given up on and forgotten about, really makes you contemplate the ephermerality of shit
in the same vein, the mere act of trespassing break previous bounadaries of though. "You're allowed HERE and not HERE. This door is LOCKED. This is a FENCE." and then boom, none of that shit is real any more. It's all stuff, maybe you can sneak around it, maybe you can't
both in urbex and parkour, there's a (weirdly) revolutionary sense in which the city is yours. If this shit wasn't made for humans to enjoy, why on earth was it built? And if it wasn't built to be experienced and enjoyed, fuck that, I'm hopping your fence
personally, here's where I draw the line. If I think that someone would feel icky or violated if they found out i was there, I won't go there (so residences are OUT). but other than that, it's a matter of if I think i can get away with it
there's a strange and beautiful solitude to it. Even when I do it with people. Depending on the location, it can feel like your the last person on earth. And in that state, a lot of thoughts and frame fade away, and you get to experience the you when NoOne is watching
there's a non trivial amount of voyerism to it. being on a skyscraper and looking down at cars moving like ants. the broadside of an apartment complex exposed to you like a variety tv show, a slice of life. I've been in the rafters of a theater during a play, and it was surreal
i think in another life I was a cartographer. one who made maps of territories of land whose occupants would rather not be mapped. one who skulked through the underbelly, studying the machinations and flows of people. one who knew the inherent contradiction of his job
one of my dreams is to explore the catacombs of paris :) literally, when I was 8 or 9 I got this DK book Do Not Open, and it hooked me for life. Made a good attempt back in 2016, but fell short :( if you know someone, hook a brother up 🤞✌️🤟🤘
I'm moving to NYC in the fall, and hence looking for people who are into the underbelly found this beautiful piece more experience design than urbex, but defs worth sharing https://t.co/h0LdBhXtb2
funny, even thought I sometimes feel incredibly alone during urbex, I never feel lonely. It's completely different energy. I feel lonely at home sometimes, in transit, or with people. But never in an abandoned steel mill....
new orleans and the post apocalypse https://t.co/CnD2HJbXkD
"Loneliness is having other people and society and community around you, and having a deep sense of being excluded from the. To feel lonely, we need other people. That is to say, it is only in social contexts that a person becomes an "individual" -CTBD