Wow! This is just fantastic.
2009-11-22 11:06 am (UTC)
it took a lot to get here. a lot of synchronicity. a lot of divine accidents of happenstance. a lot of coincidences. a lot of influences and inspirations. a lot of drawings and bytes. a couple of old files. a lot of love, and a whole lot of time time time...
click on the links.
This is fucking win.
2009-11-22 10:07 am (UTC)
community (you are a part)
your spirit made it's own contributions behind this, and indeed all of our cosmic planet...
I tend to think I'm pretty observant of external things, but probably a slacker on the internal. This piece reminds of me all the patterns and symbols that seem to appear in my head all the time, for whatever reason, I think I suppress them in my work where as you celebrate them. This feels like a segment of a dream, just realized in a tangible image.
There's so much in this one.
2009-11-22 10:58 am (UTC)
wholecloth (everything is together)
we dream as we live, altogether... just as there is no mind/body split, neither is there a body/planet split, and i celebrate too the 'external' things, albeit from what i loathe to call 'within'...
my doors and walls were blasted asunder eons ago, jean.
the pox of conventions...
conscious thought is for me usually in it's own way as much as in the way of all my 'thinking' entirely. statebounded as it is...
what's usual, and what's natural, often get separated by conventions. conventions of psychology, society, culture, language, fundaments. notions we unnecessarily live by that thus necessarily hobble, constrain and confine us.
even like this very one of mine, indeed.
what's most usual is not necessarily most natural. -rather, what's nominally, conventionally, 'natural' itself is not necessarily most natural.
i don't know which is the greater pox; the convention of conventional reality or that of conscious thought itself... it seems we're all unaware of 90% of what we 'think', and so really why we do what we do. (they say we 'use' only 10% of our brains -i don't believe that for a second.) imperatives in particular, and particularly the creative one.
in no sense. the only way out. -innocence drives us ever outward broadcloth.
may your dreams ever be sweet, full, and humongous... and not too terribly statebounded.
Edited at 2009-11-22 10:59 am (UTC)
2009-11-22 11:07 am (UTC)
144444: Thanks To All Who Nudged
...it's always appreciated.
Edited at 2009-11-22 11:12 am (UTC)
2011-03-21 05:56 am (UTC)
ha! the passage up is the passage down
we see god through our assholes in the
flash bulb of orgasm. you cannot face it steadily
the patient is no longer here ..
2011-03-21 08:05 am (UTC)
a conventional reality is a contradiction in terms (so we leave)
eliot, yeah, novelty exquisite, newness, all is change...Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
one could say a conventional reality is a contradiction in terms as well.
all is change... heraclitus said that?
all is precious, unique. each peach...
every alien, exquisite.Edited at 2011-03-21 08:16 am (UTC)
2011-03-21 07:25 pm (UTC)
flux philosophers, yo!
lurking about in Giordano Bruno, i discovered this:
".. no bonds are eternal. Rather, things alternate between bondage and freedom, between being bonded and escaping from a bond, or they transfer from one type to another. [...] .. But complete stability is opposed to the nature of things, just as we are sometimes more inclined to condemn it, and yet at other times we rather desire it, for it is quite natural to desire to break from bonds, while just a little while ago we were open to being tied to them by our own voluntary and spontaneous inclinations."