One page reads
some poems / musing to music read out loud
My dear friend Melissa Adylia Calasanz threw down the gauntlet. Not only did she ask me to read these things out loud be she read them out loud and sent me a recording. I don’t know that mine will be anything like hers, but here we go. Re-posting the text too so you can follow along. Yeah… that’s what I sound like.
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Went on a short walk, got a coffee and sat in Starbucks for an hour and hand wrote some stuff. I ended up writing page long poems/musings while listening to some different types of music. Each bit filled a page in my little notebook exactly. Yup.
Here they are. As usual, I don’t edit much. It’s just as it came out. I indicated what sort of stuff I was listening to for each page. Vague, perhaps deep, and open to interpretation - that’s me.
Page 1. While listening to Sofi Tukker. I will announce my presence when the door closes behind me and I am gone You might feel the breeze of the draft or sense the change in lighting but silence will prevail during and after I am the hand plunged in the bucket of water preserving its level artificially its volume that exits and while the water will move to replace me the level will be lower less… yet it will look the same from above. I am not the bull. I am not the guard dog. I am the silent key that locks the door before danger enters. That silent provider so silent maybe not even missed when gone. “Oh yeah?? What about that guy?” Page 2. SupaMan and Snotty Noze Rez Kids Water falls arrives energy-less having soaked, frozen, clinged to fir needles high alone unconcerned. Then pummeled and released to absorb the life energy of the earth Tiny drop flees the heights runs downhill with ease gathering speed, life energy, power. Some siblings linger captured by roots and spread power upward skyward absorbed by green, by insects, by bird and mammal's life. Flows down and forever growing until, crashing on rocks and stones, success… slows and the peaceful tranquil of the giant absorbs it. Part of the whole. Energy pools life forms. floats. the pool radiates serene power divides - expands - and tiny pieces flee to rain down again. Page 3. Nitzer Ebb and Skinny Puppy Desire and wants Denial closed like a censored book. Secrets…ashamed…unwilling. Lies so deep the liar forgets. Lies so deep they cannot be reached. Truth - modifiable - no longer as simple as a misspeled word. Truth - interpretation - a relaying bought through emphasis and redaction. Truth - a lie - is most effective when selectively revealed. -that fish in the sea that slyly shows you that tiny bait appendage… “See this reality, tiny guppy?” and you do - see a tasty morsel of truth… and you move to take it… that tiny nibble… only to find that it was deception and the only goal was to consume you… you are the food. the dinner the energy to be consumed You will become the compost of the giant monster. Heating its home with your distrust. Page 4. Love & Rockets and Sisters of Mercy Power resides in the moment The focus that takes a million points of light and brings them together into a tiny squeeze cone… of purview. That focus that allows you to see connections, concepts, that normally float, wandering random pieces of life craft, and slowly in focus their colors match and their pieces blend together connected like philosophical lego until a giant masterpiece is formed. One vision. A comprehension an understanding of the whole. And you know. In your smallness you know. The pattern. You see. So large, you so small. These machinations that render the tiny water drop all powerful and yet powerless and serene. That was the end of page 4. If you made it this far. I certainly thank you. Have a hug. I need one too!
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