"a conflictual feeling has occurred:
I believe little in a human's (or animal's) territorial belongingness
– in the idea of roots.
Evolution equips us with aptitudes to our environment
and we feast in memoria, creating an idea of legacy,
which binds our emotional system to a conviction of belongingness.

Kälsved is a small piece of land inside the southern forests of sweden,
where my grandmother's grandfather built a house.
my father partially grew up here with his uncle and aunt.
There was a community here, probably stronger than today,
a heritage of destiny.
this heritage is to be sold.
standing inside that physical reality
i felt the impossibility of not belonging to this anymore.
but why?

i know little of the people who lived here before me.
i place their pictures and seek to know more.
I wonder if knowing more will tell me more about myself,
or help me to break these fictional ties to a piece of land I adore
– an experienced sadness that seeks healing
through a transcending logic of roots.
A generational defence mechanism, throughout time and places all around the world."