Good morning sun, rising over the astral body of an image – of the natural equilibrium between the collective and the individual. Take care of you, as well as you took care of me. Use, reshape or ignore the frame, it is only a frame for an image changing. The sun is rising over the ending image of knowingly unknowing and vice versa. The norms transforming right behind you –…
the air swam a little different in the days following the fire as though held in a state of impassioned disbelief an imposed shock or awe – in breath not quite lost but caught – by oils, and the scene of now blackened embers, charred brick beams of the roof reduced to gentle crumbling piles, flakes and narrow pits, their boisterous confidence quieted with that of the surrounding wilderness. The…
To be searching for keys to unlock eternities and infinities. To be leaning into the never-ending universe and wrapping ourselves in the fabric of time. To be diving into emptiness, the holes, the cracks in time and the tears in space. To be dancing around dimensions with past and future selves wearing dresses of different perceptions, perspectives, potentials, possibilities. To be gifting time and spending space on liberating potential selves…
We’re standing on a road – We’re standing on a road – moving away from each other moving towards each other Chasing you Why are you chasing me? Because I think you’re my brother. Aren’t you? Yes, but – but how can that be so? There’s only one road and one direction that it takes. That feels like an untruth. What you’re implying. I’m sorry. No, you aren’t – but…
I am watching you still after you’ve emptied the Sun. Let’s begin from where we left us. One circle on your own before you receive your blessing. Underlayer is red. So is Sun. and Fire Bird. touch or pain or both -¤¤¤- Moonchild sensuality and rage are part of the same Moon. walking backwards, always one step ahead. “clean your hands,…
