Showing posts with label pottery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pottery. Show all posts

Thursday, December 27, 2018

Pots

Talking yourself into irrelevance is not a profound critique on being. it's a cheap trick of the rational mind.
Before falling asleep and entering dreaming, the question of whether this is real is asked.
Moving from box to box, looking through windows while eating in a box, and then  bathing in a box before sleeping in your box. 

The wood ash drippings and the orange flushing of the flames marks on the clay is real. 
Where is this market where the real pots are for sale?
The toad that comes out of its hole at night to hunt the stunned bugs crashing into the light. 
The raven watching from the bridge the water streaming below and commuters streaming above. 

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. 

Friday, December 6, 2013

Bodies

Before our bodies were shamed by clothes, 
before our minds were dulled by language
We sat laughing in bubble baths