Showing posts with label journey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label journey. Show all posts

Sunday, December 29, 2013

Prophesy # 2

You will always miss the connection you had. 
You will see it in the special food / beverages you shared
You will see it in the movies
You will hear it in the music selling you things as you walk around the store. 
You will continue to get subtle reminders of the essence that you have grown to love,  unique to only one thing
You will remember that you asked it to leave. 
You will remember and question how you could ever not be attracted to it. 
Your longing for the past will never cease.  You will continue to lie to yourself and others
You will not see any of yourself in this Prophesy
You will see all of yourself in this
Your temper will always be an issue. 
When you get angry,  you will try to hurt the ones around you. 
As you read this,  your anger will still be pounding in your head even though this piece has absolutely nothing to do with you. 

Monday, May 6, 2013

5 hours of lines

There is a lot of comfort in being able to continuously do something uninterrupted.  Having 3 separate pages to move between allows for a great and continuous sense of urgency to be expressed.  Allowing the marks and lines to dictate the pattern and to not have to worry about anything allows the experience to be observed from the perspective of the First Spectator.  It is a spontaneous performance that I get to conduct while I observe.  The experience of allowing something to flow through you gives you a much grander perspective in your relationship with the universe and that there is a specific role or purpose that everyone plays.  Being capable of continuous creative expression is a good test of life's fulfilling purpose.  I witnessed the gathering of nats, mosquitoes, or some kind insects as the sun was setting and the sweet honey/ jasmine smelling tree that began to release it's smells into the world.  I was intrigued by the correlation between the intensifying smells coming from the tree and the gathering clouds of the bugs.  The uncertainty of their movements,  gathering patterns, or the smells lingering beyond tonight from the tree is similar in my excitement in discovering the next unknown paths that will be apart of each journey that is destined for these pieces of paper.