Sunday, September 28, 2008
I will;
1. ride in a hot air balloon;
2. work on a farm;
3. learn a second language (and a third);
4.live on lake;
5. ride the rails;
6. command a great audience;
7. travel a great distance and see great sites;
8. take a ride on a tugboat;
9. camp out in Central Park;
10. visit a place of solitude;
11. share my wealth with someone I have never met;
12. and start all over when I think I have learned all that I need to know.
I received an odd message passed along by our corpse, it is postmarked from the land of Slang. It was written in caution and did not beg a response, but did incite me to open the window and realize new thoughts were about. I was happy to see them about. I, I am not content, though I am happy to hear you are. No matter where we may be, we must always be content. I am here, and I am not. Much work to be done, much direction to charge. I will start the process and you will pick up where you can. Our last plans have no time, so pay attention to the clock for its gears, not for its hands, work we will and time will go on forever. It is not faster to an end, it is faster to an endless. And lastly, the VOYAGE is yours, that is what you requested. It can be anything you want it to be.Â
For the first time in a long time I am content. I ‘m not sure if that’s good or bad, but it is a welcomed change. I want to stay out there AND escape here, but at least Im not fantasizing about running any more
The spaces I make disappear. Why? What I want to say cannot be said without the proper silence. Without the proper space.Â
And Again we’ll see. Again, I am blocked.Â
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Time is not moving the way I feel he is. In fact, I do NOT believe he exists (If indeed it is a he). But the clocks speed ahead and I wait for them to wind down but they gain momentum… they gain speed, and they gain power. I cannot escape it. I see it in my hands, in my face. Huh! Maybe Im a clock.
And my comfort level has dropped. How does it work? Too many puzzles… I escape to this place to rid myself of puzzles. It will take six times as long for me to get there. It once was simple… ahhhhhhh!
I wish I knew where to go. I had so much to say and now anxiety has a bind on my thoughts. I am struggling internally… but something is brewing… I feel like it will flow soon. I am waiting for it. I am excited.Â