PICTURES of OTHER things: January 2009

'The secret of something was now the secret of everything - a suddenly rich child, outlined on a wall, to a new world of blazing color.'

'I have seen something, Kenneth, something deep and delicious behind they reality we each experience. Nothing is the same, and no one knows the difference.'

'Mr. and Mrs. America, having long ago left us, still rankle. 'Keep your eyes fit!', they say.'

'Whatever exceeded these bounds exemplified the cordoned-off network of the mind by exclusion. Image. And what was gone was gone.'

'Where am I going? Where have I been?'

'All hail! The endless hero, and all his heroics.'

'The man said : "We move to manuever. We are fools. We are idiots. We follow new leaders just so as to be led astray. We believe anything - are hypnotized with spectacle, emotionalism and all its cheap sentiment. We get what we deserve, in this day and any age." Nobody really listened.'

'It was Jack Stashion and some big-assed stars from Heaven.'

'We couldn't be this happy, ever again.'

'Too many nights by the steps of old Cooper. I remembered, I figured, each one of them; stepping forward as they were from the tired gloom of a disappearing past.'

'My dream was to tell you something...one hand on the header, and the other scrawling lines to the Heavens. Stuyvesant Square was our meeting place, ascribed as I was to meet you there.'

'Through this linearity, we achieve the places we see - straight on, distant, afar. They arrive as if on cue; odd circumstances and unexpected places to be sure.'

'And with just a minute in the making, we see the old as it must mix with the new. When the mix is not good, it soils the sorry air. When it works, we find we can live with it and, through it, come aware of the passages of time.'

'From a gridwork of steel to the arch of a stone bridge - travel and time, passing together.'

'The moon was alight in the afternoon sky; above the buildings it stayed in its fixed manner. The combination of things - glass, steel, stone - was stunning and only the quiet enhanced it. Past that, there was nothing.'

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