Reindeer fence. One of the things I was searching for to experience in terms of the ectasis of the environment, was letting go of the self. This same letting go, I saw in the eyes of a reindeer today. At the fence, reindeer are separated to be tagged and then taken to the truck that will deliver them to the slaughter house. There is a moment in the separation when the eyes of the herdsman meet the eyes of the animal for a second and then, a part of the struggle is somehow over. In some way although the reindeer still tries to break free from the captivity a part of it, has surrendered to it.