Sunday, July 11, 2010

'Whatever the nature of the situation, it came with its own time-test. A vague suggestion of a sexuality denoting continuity and the richness of nature's fecundity. I thought I saw something, but I was unable to place whatever it was, and why.'


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'As such, the opportunities of my youth were all lost; crowded out, squeezed.'
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‎'Half-light, ghost-light, blue-light. Light of the eyes and light of the mind. Grid of the reason and wilder grid of the imagination. Glass of the mind, vision of the heart. I see all these things, facing forward, facing back. Illuminated by all that ever was, and all that ever shall be. Ever."'
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Monday, July 05, 2010

'Mysteries? I've known so many mysteries. Mysteries of light and time, and place and person - things recalled which then fall away. Where was I, where had I already been?'


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'Why wouldn't I have things for you? After all, the road, everywhere, is filled with mementos of this or that.'
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Saturday, July 03, 2010

'Everything, I've noticed, speaks of itself as if it were to remain forever. Even the most temporary things take a position of some eternal formation in the minds and the eyes of those who pass by. We give them names These numbing messages, clash, running back and forth (around us and through) everywhere.'

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'Within the smiling filigree of good intentions stands the entryway to Art: That science no one knows, that elation no one (really) feels.'


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'Notions, like ideas, like dreams, like clouds - rugged as old brick, but yet falling down. What withstands the test of time as we ourselves do?'
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