When The Bombs Come Down You Will Make It Alive
This year I intend to post here more. I intend to draw more. To read more, absorb more, hear and listen, see and notice, feel and be more. I resolve to make evident my witnessed observations in my work and not shirk from that gravity, and to explore that which I have not yet found. I've been closed off from the public realm for so long that now-elementary progressions of my thought need to be broken down and reconstructed in even simpler terms that lose elegance and potency for everybody else... retarding or eliminating whatever advances I may have made instead.
I know every time I talk, I speak with an abundance of arrogance and a lack of self-awareness, no patience to settle back to the pace that I am aware is necessary. If I really trust my beliefs why don't I respond to them? I've always been a quality student but rarely a decent teacher... Maybe the other way around? If today I am unwilling to accept my desires, then tomorrow that desire will reformulate itself as something completely different. I will lose whatever chance there is of being truly satisfied. Which is something that happens. Both ways.
If something doesn't make sense to me, I read it over again until it does, and the generation of a new meaning reminds me of the interconnectedness of reality. Should the meaning remain old, then I am reminded of reality's indestructibility and that it hasn't yet expanded beyond recognition. And the meaning is born by feeling. Logic is ever-present, as surely as physical laws are now/still in order, and intelligence is about transforming a singular event into the universal... A connection once forged can never be destroyed, only concealed. Either I am falsehood or there is only truth.
If 2008 was about revolution, delusion, turmoil, and change, then I want 2009 to be about patience, stability, peace, and harmony. Look out world, I will free you.
I know every time I talk, I speak with an abundance of arrogance and a lack of self-awareness, no patience to settle back to the pace that I am aware is necessary. If I really trust my beliefs why don't I respond to them? I've always been a quality student but rarely a decent teacher... Maybe the other way around? If today I am unwilling to accept my desires, then tomorrow that desire will reformulate itself as something completely different. I will lose whatever chance there is of being truly satisfied. Which is something that happens. Both ways.
If something doesn't make sense to me, I read it over again until it does, and the generation of a new meaning reminds me of the interconnectedness of reality. Should the meaning remain old, then I am reminded of reality's indestructibility and that it hasn't yet expanded beyond recognition. And the meaning is born by feeling. Logic is ever-present, as surely as physical laws are now/still in order, and intelligence is about transforming a singular event into the universal... A connection once forged can never be destroyed, only concealed. Either I am falsehood or there is only truth.
If 2008 was about revolution, delusion, turmoil, and change, then I want 2009 to be about patience, stability, peace, and harmony. Look out world, I will free you.