<b>Audio journals that document Wojnarowicz''s turbulent attempts to understand his anxieties and passions, and tracking his thoughts as they develop in real time.</b><p>In these moments I hate language. I hate what words are like, I hate the idea of putting these preformed gestures on the tip of my tongue, or through my lips, or through the inside of my mouth, forming sounds to approximate something that''s like a cyclone, or something that''s like a flood, or something that''s like a weather system that''s out of control, that''s dangerous, or alarming.... It just seems like sounds that have been uttered back and forth maybe now over centuries. And it always boils down to the same meaning within those sounds, unless you''re more intense uttering them, or you precede them or accompany them with certain forms of violence.<br>—from <i>The Weight of the Earth</i></p><p>Artist, writer, and activist David Wojnarowicz (1954–1992) was an important figure in the downtown New York