sppirit

the more ilearn the less iknow it seems and so it goes and flows and streams and then i thought to say something normal like oh what was it about now? some thing mundane and ordinary and nonmagical and how can i keep on going betwixt two worlds be there and here all at the same time well the truth is i was always a little or a lot over there when i ought to have been here doing things, not not trying and taking part more but my art was to smile constantly as though i was feeling comfortable but inside i was a bag of nerves, like all the time and so this cover became a cloak, my drawing or self introspection a self defence mechanism reeling from love at first sight. That faked confidence became real after pride came before a fall a few times or more and those lonely parts in a room full of friends just turned into a friend to everyone, everything, everywhere and aching with release and gaining bliss as a concretion disk gathered like moss over years of rolling down hills and climbing back up again or laying there in the valley of tears and waning and fading fast then at last gasp an eclipse an approaching millenium, that feeling inside when you were a kid, the energy between your hands, the life the massage you gave the skills you imagined and thrilled to discover to become yours if you earn them and learn them through play and lay the foundation for today and yay this thingy is coming to an end and i can send myself off into a dreamless ish sleep until the morning to meditate and enervate and energise and sigilise myself as an image of the body inside and out the one that throbs and hums softly and hovers, no doubt youve seen it and called it a ghost but we're all spirits, just the ones who can eat drink and be merry for now winter is coming, Winter is coming, WINTER IS COMING! sorry John Snow for a mo there, um yeah it's going to be a harsh one from the middle of november ish so batten down the hatches and get ready for some sledging and shizzle peace +