"Before the Door", 2023, original encaustic
Thoughts are doorways into a reality Which the thoughts themselves Are only an idea of, a doorway to. Thoughts are thus infinitely expansive things Layer upon layer of implication and meaning And yet, just an idea, an indication And not the real thing. All thoughts are like this Even one as simple as, “I want to eat cake.” Since the words and idea Is not at all the same as the desire itself. And of course the desire, while real Is not the cake. And yet we live in a world of thoughts About a world which is inherently beyond thought. Layer upon layer, filling up a space Which is infinitely fillable But not just filling, Furnishing, decorating, enhancing even In our likeness, the likeness of our desire. So thoughts are cool Even when they aren’t and never can be The real thing. As they say, the map is not the territory And thoughts are only how we make our maps. The territory on the other hand Is the space at hand. (10/6/26)
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