anonymity allows for atrocities, fear of the unknown masked in maniputlative garb. the longest day quickly approaches, what has been talked of for so long has already begun and is spinning out of control. the sound of old friend voices brings waves of comfort and confusion, once again the unknown is standing where it always does, which is to say everywhere............
i am unimpressed with the end result, leaving me with the unease of the performance, the shaky hand and self doubt visitations on regular intervals. respect is in the outcome and the boundaries are pushed out to where i am unable to see them. process is reinforced in other words and i want another chance................
the sea of intentions and petitions eats slowly at the shore, a door has either slammed shut or opened violently, depends on which side of the door you are wanting to be on. unknowing of a conclusion, i'll sit and show what i have been spending/wasting my time on lately, once again it all depends on which side of the door one wants to reside........
the days are running by in marathon style, i am finding it difficult to accomplish all that i set out to do. priorities are shifting by the minute. the back burners are impatiently full, buckling under the winter weight, small steps need to lead to larger leaps and then the ground might stand still for a moment....................
are you looking for a hot good time, well this ain't the right blog, but come check out this party friday night and you can watch me (and others far more talented) paint a picture, whilst others make musical magic. oh the joy!
the pieces, after being thrust toward the sky fall gently into the waiting arms of the damp dust inhabiting the lazy corners. walking only on the solid squares of sidewalk will not make one forget the cracks inbetween......
