Nothing is something.When I say I remember nothing,I remember the something I forgot~ perhaps not by name but by symbol,by feeling, by chance.Something is nothing.When it leaves, it goesto a place I can’t see, don’t know~ perhaps it comes back, comes again,for a moment, for a while —tender memories beckon smiles.Nothing is not nothingbecause it … Continue reading Nothing is something.
question
outward // incoming
Outward and incoming, molten rays of optimism melt into gray clouds gripping firmly to our hopes for spring. From above — some slow spark fine in point and valor, the graceful intervention of immortal mention, divined in the dying breath of a man slain by stalling~ incoming and outward the message mines its medium for … Continue reading outward // incoming
perspiring perspective
Playing with perspective do we ever get the chance to bask in another’s life to learn another dance? Are we bound to the freedom of familiarity, bestowed by the sagging similarity between bravery and blood? Can we ascend the descending patterns of prerogative? Can we banish the marbled mountains to the murky sea ~ only … Continue reading perspiring perspective
hatching
Before the beginning:an idea.An intention to translateskull stalled musingsinto free form courage You can find an animation that pairs with hatching here on Instagram and a still shot in the Color Chaos Gallery here on WordPress. Have a beautiful day!
ground
Hear —some fable for fallen angels meant to comfort the inconvenienceof truth ~around and again the gyre grindsdreams to dust and form new fantasies ~spun to gold and silence. You can find an animation that pairs with ground here on Instagram and a still shot in the Color Chaos Gallery here on WordPress. Have a … Continue reading ground
monotony
Another bird, another bounty of color,another day dismissed for night,two more books for the brain foldscountless notions to scroll through the night.What makes the morning worth the alarm?The maybes never made,the chaos never conquered—the extraordinary monotony of living ~day crests, night falls, birds banter about the weather,and light dawnson usdeparting — to live or to … Continue reading monotony
blackbird
“Into the light of a dark black night”Paul encourages her flight,with hope for chainless daysand change in chosen ways -to reach her brightest dawnto absolve her demons: gone —examining the exalted, the exiled,the ecstasy of life, the wonder of the wild ~embracing the cosmic coincidenceto experience her meaningful magnificence. You can find an animation of … Continue reading blackbird
shoreline
Fragments of my imagination fancy furtherthan my figures of yourphilosophy’s fathoms. Control converts to comedywhen I try to tieyour intimation tomy intention.Should is a could that can’t ~ perhaps ~between the tides, we collide. You can find an animation of shoreline here on Instagram and a still shot in the Color Chaos Gallery here on … Continue reading shoreline
tangent
Is a mistake a mistake if itprecipitates beauty?Hellbent on perfecting a pattern, might we miss the melody,dismissing it as noise? Worse, if the mold and its methodare preordained,would your ownsacred force fightinstead of fly?The mistakes of a mind creatingmay not be mistakes at all ~far from failure,a fantastic tangent derivesmagic from mundane. You can find … Continue reading tangent
options
Immolate the illusion of solutions bornfrom bombs —the hellish tide of a tyrant dares to was away our wisdom —deny the fraught and fatal fusionof humanity’s failed conclusions. spear Hi! Check out an animation of spear here: @speciesofvalue. Thanks for stopping by!
Species of Value 