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In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.
The evening lay out against the sky
Like a patient, etherised on a table
Our shadows, now parallel, now close together and joined, traced an exquisite pattern at our feet.
As two pieces of wax fused together make one so he who receives Holy Communion is so united with Christ that Christ is in him and he is in Christ.
I felt so many things at once that together, they combined to make nothing, a numbness, an absence of feeling caused by a surplus of feeling.
To be is to stand for.
She stopped and leant her elbows against the parapet of the embankment. He did likewise. There is at times a magic in identity of position; it is one of the things that have suggested to us eternal comradeship.
Phenomena intersect; to see but one is to see nothing.
A day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment.
From that woman on the beach, dusk pours out across the evening waves. ISSA
The character, position and weight of an object are in the edge.
their arrangement with
And you Mr. Ground-of-Wheat, Mr. Text, Mr. Is-Was,
can you calculate the ratio between wire and window . . .
Identity is an assemblage of constellations.
In the morning we received some very thin coffee. For lunch we had potato soup with a few pieces of meat in it, in the evening we had a very thin meat soup with some potatoes in it.
Two separate branches had grown out of two different trees that had been growing side by side, and the branches had overlapped, wrapping around the other, the smaller branches tangling and intertwining. The branch from one tree had been damaged and was split at its base.
Shadows crept along the ground like slowly seeping India ink, moved up the sides of the house, and slipped through the slats on the picket fence. Sunset tinted the sky purple and pink.
Simultaneity in light is harmony, the rhythm of colors which creates the Vision of Man.
To avoide the tediouse repetition of these woordes: is equalle to: I will settle as I doe often in woorke use, a paire of paralleles, or gemowe [twin] lines of one lengthe: =, bicause noe .2. thynges, can be moare equalle.
They looked at each other like a pair of parentheses.
Laying complements next to each other makes them scintillating, but mixing them produces a 'muddy' rendering of each color. The mud is good stuff ...
My ego is sated.
And now, excuse me while I interrupt myself.
Red running through silver, joining into something darker.
When two seemingly disparate elements are imaginatively poised put in apposition in new and unique ways, startling discoveries often result.
Happy to see me and unhappy to see me at the same time
doing with the puzzled
Time was away and somewhere else,
There were two glasses and two chairs
And two people with one pulse.
Reflective
I found a
weed
that had a
mirror in it
and that
mirror
looked in at
a mirror
in
me that
had a
weed in it
Two broken pieces making a whole.
The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.
I was sand, I was snow - written on, rewritten, smoothed over.
her hair was piled up under a broad-brimmed
Put light against light - you have nothing. Put dark against dark - you have nothing. It's the contrast of light and dark that each give the other one meaning.
It was 10:45. Across the continent Susan would be putting on her makeup now, and spraying some perfume on herself and making sure her hair was perfect. I looked at my reflection in the window. My hair wasn't perfect. Neither was I.
We are often in two places at once. In fact we are usually in at least two places and occasionally the contrast is evident ... Here, most often, is nothing more than the best perspective to contemplate there.
At one moment when I say 'I', one part of me is speaking,and at another moment when I say 'I', it is quite another 'I' speaking.
The mysterious does not spell itself out in capital letters, as many writers believe, but is always between, an interstice.
Somebody put a drop under a magnifying-glass and it was all semicolons and parentheses.
Ideas rose in clouds; I felt them collide until pairs interlocked, so to speak, making a stable combination.
What thin partitions sense from thought divide!
The girl at her music sits in another sort of light,the fitful,overcast light of lie,by which we see ourselves and others only imprefectly, and seldom..-Girl,Interrupted
It was that time of dusk when there is a - deepening of the interior shadows. It is a melancholy time: all you need do is switch on one lamp and the inside and the outside will separate, held apart by the reflections in the glass, and evening will begin.
afternoon in one of
We are all an instrument with a special notation to our individual identity. When you incorporate many beautiful notes together, you envelop a harmonious orchestra.
Moving islands in the ocean of sky.
Beautiful white curtains in the sky,
Veiling and unveiling portions, as time passes by.
I watch clouds, when my mind feels clouded.
You are all at once the subject, object, predicate, preposition, and period of my thoughts.
In alignment. Their video matches their audio.
They sat side by side, sad and weary, like shipwrecked sailors on a deserted shore.
An artist who wants to transpose a composition onto a larger canvas must conceive it over again in order to preserve its expression; he must alter its character and not just fill in the squares into which he has divided his canvas.
appearance at the Crossfire.
Intemperance is a dangerous companion. It throws many people off their guard, betrays them to a great many indecencies, to ruinous passions, to disadvantages in fortune; makes them discover secrets, drive foolish bargains, engage in play, and often to stagger from the tavern to the stews.
It's a particular skill, I think, doing backing vocals. You're blending the vocals between the gaps, between the music.
Words differently arranged have different meanings, and meanings differently arranged have different effects.
veiled insubordination that he
The rise of community among cultures and religious traditions makes possible what we can call 'interspirituality': the assimilation of insights, values, and spiritual practices from the various religions and their application to one's own inner life and development.
Simplify and add lightness
I put the "ic" in "Magic
There is no foreground or background, only a continuity of interlacing relationships
Virtually everything inside me had spilled out and been lost. I was completely new, but I was also completely empty. I had to fill in that blank, little by little. With my own hands, I had to construct this thing I called 'I
For in and out, above, about, below, 'Tis nothing but a Magic Shadow-show, Played in a Box whose Candle is the Sun, Round which we Phantom Figures come and go.
To express a marriage of two complementary colors, their mingling and their opposition, the mysterious vibrations of kindred tones ...
The night is falling down around us. Meteors rain like fireworks, quick rips in the seam of the dark ... Every second, another streak of silver glows: parentheses, exclamation points, commas - a whole grammar made of light, for words too hard to speak.
constructions, and I
We are in the interstices. In the intervals. We are that which moves between the spaces. Which conjures up the spaces.
The red-jacketed band stirred to life. The first musician raised his trumpet. The trombone dipped. The drumstick rose. Lea lowered her clarinet. It had been Brent's idea not to have their insturments rise and fall in unison. The staggered motion gave it a more exciting rhythm.
This was the rearranged space of yesterday.
[ ... vastly different peoples live and work side by side but rarely come together, like the arms of an egg beater that] whirled independently and never touched, so that perhaps one arm never knew the other was there; yet they were together, turned by the same handle, and the cake was mixed by both.
Proposition VIII. When two Undulations, from different Origins, coincide either perfectly or very nearly in Direction, their joint effect is a Combination of the Motions belonging to each.
People meet in the course of life, they talk together, they discuss, they quarrel, without realizing that they're talking to one another across a distance, each from an observation post standing in a different place in time.
Upped but mentally disjointed.
The identity cannot be compartmentalized; it cannot be split in halves or thirds, nor have any clearly defined set of boundaries. I do not have several identities, I only have one, made of all the elements that have shaped its unique proportions.
The spectacle is nothing more than the common language of this separation. What binds the spectators together is no more than an irreversible relation at the very center which maintains their isolation. The spectacle reunites the separate, but reunites it as separate.
One of the most misleading representational techniques in our language is the use of the word 'I.'
The music folded over itself like batter being poured from a bowl, one note atop another ...
There are notes between notes, you know.
You set up your place in my thoughts, moved in and made my thinking crowded.
a confused heap of mingle-mangle").
Be hole, be dust, be dream, be wind/Be night, be dark, be wish, be mind,/Now slip, now slide, now move unseen,/Above, beneath, betwixt, between.
Research had given him the basics,
Tab A into Slot B using Product C after ensuring Product D
is firmly in place. The mechanics of it were simple. The
prospect, however, of having an A that big anywhere near
his B was mildly worrying
The late afternoon sun, trapped beneath a wall of pewter, stained the clouds a yellowish gray, making the sky unusually bright. It felt surreal, as if the horizon had disappeared beyond the hills. She was stranded in a world of glass.
The state of interbeing is a vulnerable state. It is the vulnerability of the naive altruist, of the trusting lover, of the unguarded sharer. To enter it, one must leave behind the seeming shelter of a control-based life, protected by walls of cynicism, judgment, and blame.
Divide and Conquer.
I am diagonally parked among the vertically parallel people of this horizontal universe.
Voltage crossed the distance between Sheila and Webster. A current composed of anger and remorse and something else-the last flicker of attraction
Amalgamation is a good word that I like to use - musically and in every way.
We're gathered here with
How long ago the day is
when at last I look at it
with the time it has taken
to be there still in it
i rearrange the jagged stars of your past
In peace and silence, the skin of the 'I' dissolves and the inner and the outer become one.
To be is to be the value of a variable.
Like the shadow
I am
and
I am not
If every t isn't crossed and every I isnt dotted ...
The night was electric - The night was in italics.
Every story written is
marks upon a page
The same marks,
repeated, only
differently arranged
Beyond the window was the parking lot and beyond that the desert, and beyond that the sky, mostly void, partially stars. Layered
Two bodies face to face
Are at times two waves
And the night is an ocean.
Two bodies face to face
Are sometimes two stones
And the night a desert.
Muddled syntax is the outward and audible sign of confused minds, and the misuse of grammar the result of illogical thinking.
How do I put this? 'Glee' is like 'High School Musical' if 'High School Musical' had its stomach punched and its lunch money stolen.
going on between-- Pat White