Showing posts with label light. Show all posts
Showing posts with label light. Show all posts

Monday

It is like a mediation.

It is like the form. Following along with it. Putting in my own two cents sometimes. Not as if I’m telling any story. That might happen, I suppose. Trim the fat. Almost with a horror. It just does what it is doing anyway. You have got to do this. There’s a light way and a wrong way. Are you hearing me ok. It is not important - It is what is happening.

There’s a moment when you’re out and a moment when you’re in. Once you’re in, you’re in. And buddy, you are in. You are on the beam and it isn’t going outside, to be leaving you outside. There are faster ways of doing things, but this is good. Laying one thing down then another. You have seen their tricks of their trade. You have been in their pressure chambers. There are words and they’re going to come out of you. The emptiness that fills you. No distraction.

There are images. Wait until you start to seeing them. That will blow your mind. They will come out in words like white elephant. Heaven’s gate. The doorstep. Underneath the carpet. It’s suggests something to you. Do me a favour, Yolanda, give me something now - peanut butter would be fine. I’ll pick up something later for the both of us. Oh you are more interesting than something I forgot. Dissing her kissing her missing her suggesting her again. Look at them. She’s good. I just want to know, can we rely on you. Seattle bus. Once you’re on the verge of sleep.

That’s our show!

I can keep on going. It is interesting. I am getting somewhere with it.

Doctoring. Deal with it absolutely let me know. I don’t know if he can do it still. He’s doing it right now. Yes, but what about tomorrow? There a chance I might forget I admit but I doesn’t matter. It’s the practice.

It’s like dreaming in the open. Deliberately absurd.

You can do it. Fortunately forever. I’m telling you something every minute by the feeling of the operation. Graphic code. Armin. You start glancing up at them. Colour if you can. Here’s a thing with it down so to get it out. Clever.

Tuesday

Praised be something. 7

These arbiters freedom consequences of a census don’t more than 30 years ago. You weren’t even born then Jim and Jane. I was sad when you didn’t say my name. It was having a hard time trying to remember it but I only could remember how you were on the side of me standing in the light and I never could forget you but I didn’t know your name so I couldn’t call you and I couldn’t tell you. I am seeing you right now. What’s your name. Does it matter. It will help me when I cross the threshold into my apartment and the wall has moved away from my hand again. It is Karen. Oh that’s right now I do remember. You said it before. Like Joe Gould and his seagulls they were talking to the frequencies of light in code.

He was always going over it.

It just feels good to be saying it and saying it. Even though it isn’t even making any sense. It is only making sense. That is all it’s doing. That is why it is the way it is and the reason that it makes his fingers and his toes vibrate. It’s the mystery they told you all about.

Just keep going on.