Minotaur:
There is a Shadow of a Monster on the Front Porch
detail from plate #6
detail from plate #2...I am not use to small talk;
the weather can speak for itself.
The slice of sky above this set of walls is always the same width, which remains consistently wider than my reach.
The sun is bruising.
Disadvantage..
4
...make your own nature, not the advice of others, your guide in life ... Thanksgiving Prayer ... Great and Eternal Mystery of Life, Creator of All Things, I give thanks for the beauty You put in every single one of Your creations. I am g
It is mental volition, O monks, that I call kamma. Having willed,
one acts through body, speech or mind. -Buddha
rateful that You did not fail in making every stone, plant, creature, and human being a perfect and whole part of the Sacred Hoop ... I am grateful that...
It is bad luck to sleep with an apple in your mouth.
sane ego te vocavi... forsitan capedictum tuum desitouth
(I did call...maybe your answering machine is broken)
from Book of Days
plate #24
Repose dream...sunburnt and swapping roles on the theater stage but not knowing what any of them really are.
No inclination they wont show up - they have always shown up.
With their mercurial bellicosity, shouting secrets from the next room & imitating disaster. It has always been against this pedigrees artistic grain to leave something functional alone, these walls are slowly being covered with art.
plate #9
Again, I find enemies have been in the burrow - finding a knit sweater I ritualistically cleanse it with water collected from the complex gutter system created with the use of Daedalus’ book. Hanging the garment to dry I realize sweaters prey when pinned up.
Quickly, I spin three times.
Ending with back turned I throw out a spontaneous charm or the thing.
“...pray to Zeus no one finds the thread that unravels the whole & please no bleach.”
detail from plate #13 ...The tool harbors the vital spirit that imitates nature.
Spirit loves mystery and can be summoned by ritual correctly performed.
Where are the eyes that have escaped leaving empty sockets?
split / splintered by the watery edges
inverted frost in fire
dizzying flame
fun house / shape shifting
surprised
yet alone
not panicked
at being thrown
human / prayer essence
eye or the arrows intention
lit up
embodying flicker
dust to dust
age / less
plate #8
In the past, not having the emotional equipment
to deflect it / it ran through me.
The painted faces accuse and mock but no longer damage. In this particular illusion, the labyrinth turned ware house is set for a late night critique. Painted faces all around and torches everywhere. A nudging voice asks if I brought a sack breakfast. I got that it would be a very long trial.
There is no satisfaction. Only a glorious dissatisfaction. There is no final touch that makes a work perfect. It will always remain perfectly and clearly unfinished. It is that absolute motivation that keeps one moving on.
Minotaur : There is a Shadow of a Monster on the Front Porch
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