the watching

An extremely condensed horror film.

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EarlyClear

I am awake and one thing
is clear: I am
having coffee, watching Godard,
writing this, long-haired
kitten purring in my lap,
waiting for the early morning
ritual of brushing-the-teeth,
washing-the-face, making the self
presentable to the other
selfs judging themselfs on the
merits of all other selfs.

And such is the value
of the selfless, I suppose:
no judgement, no comparison.
no ego to uphold
and no standard to which
conformity is mandatory.

Such is the life
of the saint.
Such is the aspiration
we respire day in, day out.

children of jonah

they stared up from the bottom of the well–

tepid water pooling in the mud of midsummer and the walls arching their backs–

the quiet holding onto the noise that sinks their minds into slumber, peaceful, somber, murky–

they stared at the sky, stars hung, moonshine light and no lantern to amplify the dark–

they shone by their faces, wetted with grime and fixed on the stars–

the arching back of the bottomless well knelt before the faces–

still fixed upon the points of stars, they stepped out onto the curved stone.

the philosphical millipede of progress

I.  IN WHICH WE LEARN OF CHAOS

  1. Formation of Image
  2. Seeking in Imagination
  3. Clouded Sight/Unclear Vision
  4. Collective Unconscious
  5. Universal Consciousness


II.  IN WHICH WE ORDER CHAOS

  1. Breaking of the Image
  2. Imagination Restructured
  3. Sharpening the Senses
  4. Drawing from Depths
  5. Universal Order


III.  IN WHICH ORDER DISSOLVES

  1. Inertia
  2. Dissatisfaction
  3. Limits and Boundaries
  4. Active Deconstruction
  5. Completion of the Fracture


IV.  IN WHICH WE RECOVER

  1. Silence
  2. Light
  3. Sound
  4. Sight
  5. Waking


V.  IN WHICH WE RECONCILE/SYNTHESIZE

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