Mediating the world, ourselves. How can intentions expressed as words, as images, create the reality we are living?
Within the film of my life I create the story I am living.
That story also shapes outer events. The world coheres to my version of it.
Do you understand that
the world
is a mass hallucination?
That we have agreed
to hallucinate it this way
and we teach our children.
Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
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Some photos and little vids from Thanksgiving up north
Hope you had an enjoyable Thanksgiving! With beautiful, warm weather this year, had a wonderful day with family up north. And, yay! - I also...
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Basquiat at the AGO: An Untitled Portrait When asked about his frequent use of "carbon" (tar, asbestos), Basquiat shot back, ... -
Pablo Valdivia, Breathing Underwater translated from the Spanish by Ross Woods Guernica Editions, Fall 2014 102 pages Trade Paperback... -
direct link: The Dancer's Backskin An accidental drawing - in a new Moleskine notebook, I brushed water over watercolour pencil. The ...
yes. yes. yes.
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I read an article about a teacher who no longer wants to teach Thanksgiving as a romanticized communion between the Native Americans and the Pilgrims, but rather as the beginning of the theft of land. The teacher...isn't appreciated by the local community. They prefer the hallucination.
ReplyDeleteHugs to you, Brenda...your posts are so beautiful, lyrical. Happy Thanksgiving. :)
:) Now I didn't just hallucinate two beautiful women did I?
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Hey, Stray... yes!