Write everyday, anything, everything, letters, words, numbers, signs, doodles. They are all lines, to decipher, certify, clarify, imagine, create a margin, a space, a place of investigation or escape, wander in mindful oblivion. The line, the rhyme, define a mind. Psycho – geography, map of thoughts, revolts or joyful somersaults. Endless territory with free boundaries. Advertisements
I put my yellow’s on Went for a wander The wind wispers Ahead, straight on! I didnt see anybody But Humanity In a struggle A puzzle A muzzle. Talk to me Sing to me Lead me Inspire me Surprise me Don’t hurt me.
Yesterday I received one very special email from a sky buddy: Girl cute. Why shoot. Skies call.That’s all. Thank you Jeff! I am tempted to just add this little bit of frenglish for the flow and frame it! Girl cute. Why shoot. En chute Freefall Skies call. That’s all. I was told once one should … More Sky Call
We often speak of the dichotomy between mind and body and the many cliché and less cliché paradigmes. From the healthy mind healthy body – the body doesn’t lie – a wild mind stuck in a body – it’s all in the mind, to the taboos imposed on the body ( mostly the female one) … More Puppets