Whew! 40 plus hours a week, new job achieved, promotion granted, hardly time to breathe, grateful, and back into the desiring machine I am thrown. I am the desiring machine unwound, unwounded, strangely accurate. Wholeness principle redefined. Modernity and self-identity split, yolk spills into solid form, new birth, disjuncted--the mantlepiece of mouth. I am silent until useful--I speak pretense and goal to capture funds to build and to destroy. I am seller of hope , plotter of dreams, floating imagination on the rings of self-deceit and fire (not mine), but the raft floats and the rocket soars. I build you. I speak to you. I grade you. I define you. Its meaningless, but it pays the bills and all my personal sewage is quickly flushed away---I drink from the dirt to remember where we re going. I drink from the sky for the same reason. Oh, Happy New Year Old and Loyal Friends. Lets dance, again, again, again. My compassion to and for you all. My gratitude is my undoing, so, for the time being, I just keep my head down and work as hard as I possible can for as long as I can possible bear it. I have not forgotten a soul, only removed myself from the connection of the battery itself. I love you as much as I am able to love anyone, anything. Cheers! Stay beautiful! I have so very much to pay forward and my feet are moving as fast as they can. Ciao!
Posted on: Sun, 04 Jan 2015 02:48:50 +0000
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