Sunday, November 29, 2009

The terrified always terry. Truth beholden to honest is a coward, penned inside a work of such heart bending, making heavy, to sag under the weight and fail. Inwards towards myself and outwards for the world to see. THis is a barren landscape and I am a lonely tree, in the desert, oh ice cream and strudel. Lovely lakes of jello sailed upon in a chocolate boat. THe sails are fruit roll ups and in a gale our flag tatters into a space ship shaped tattoo cut out. A trial indeed, a perfect storm on a gelatinous see. The miracle of a gelatinous sea is the isles, because you can live on a jello island and sail on a jello sea there is no need for incongruity in the makings of the earth. All animals and plants, the fishes in the jello sea are made of slightly denser fish. The would sink of course.
All to myself. A lovely cheese pizza. A lovely sense of fulfillment. A delicacy that is bound by law to disapoint. You rock this and I rock that. it is so simple. Surprisingly so. So many stupid things said.

THe universe as a a place of duality:


The first an ever divisible universe by factors of a repeating shape to fill in the corresponding uni-shape


A universe of increasing detail in the continuos image developing within the uni-shape.


The area of focus of an eye is centered on a single definable object and into that object an infinite journey of forward progress can take place in a flat field.