thought monsters hungry.
Movement lures focus away,
still...touchstones need
an awareness of clarity.
To be present in a process
of congealing thick energy
impulses to form perceptions.
I question the balance of
self-absorption in this endeavor~
it can never stop but it needs
interuptions to rehumble one's
self.
Inspiration floods and
recedes so often- I store
the seeds in safe places,
nowadays a creative impulse
is a tsunami damned
impatiently- it is a neuro-kinetic
reaction when I let the gate
down- the gift I want
to share is the essence, not the
recapitulation of a state I no longer
remember how to access at will. If I
do not embody the creative inspiration
I share then the nourishment is
lacking for all involved~ and if
there is no manna at the point of origin
then the whole deliverance seems
to be cyclic, with no room for
a coming into fresh terrain.
~~~
as a riddle, consider the gaps~ between
inspiration
the starting over and over and
over- what does this
mean- chaos, order. If in
chaos too long...stop...wait...
put new strong of brain wire in
creative medium- hyroglyphics
that hint at beyond-words-boons.
Creative manifestations are like mantras,
they are places of rest, never the finish line.
Fremont Café
Seattle, WA
2009-04-early
(musings on tracking perception and converting it into accessible mediums)
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