I'm sitting here before a blank page, and just about to thank my mentor for the endless inspiration upon which I rely... and wondering what will happen in this next hour or so. I get to sit under the waterfall at any time because my mentor is ALWAYS present; has been present for far longer than I have known about it. Sometimes... I look ahead into Time, which for me is a place of unformed movement condensing into shapes. The closer I am... the easier they are to see, and then the easier it is to make out what it is I'm looking at.
I know some people have stamp collections or basement train setups... man caves or the local pub. Some have whatever sexual passion has more and more taken over their lives or... some other appetite or... whatever it is that they use to mask their fear of the forms taking shape up ahead. I have my passion which used to take many shapes and now I look in the mirror because it is what is taking shape in me, but the mirrors in my life are the ones I see my invisible friends in and whoever it is that I... by chance... encounter, though we KNOW that nothing comes about by chance.
Each morning, and at different parts of any day, I go for a walk through The World at a distance removed and I see... the incremental and relentless march of Crazy through all the dramatizations that are part and parcel of The World at large. It is a great... big... mental... institution. Everybody works there, playing all of the roles in “King of Hearts” on an endless loop.
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