Theater of Utter Charm Part 6

keeping low walking softly blending in as a defensive buttress against you name it shall we get back to categories vs. kaleidoscope asked the autisticly artistic ship's doctor his specialty more melancholia than anesthesia I'll gladly tell you that much which in every case is not saying a lot the search for the real McCoy left us a navy of derelicts gripped both by sloth and the effortless expectation of a better world gambling like shirtless fools in the $2 line at Sliding Downs an occasional winner all happy and huggy trying to feel glad to be alive he may have a case say the latest reports from the invariant laws of the Universe somehow giving birth to variation well there's a clue heading in a specific direction what direction is that you might ask one with traffic lanes and invisible cops sworn to uphold the unenforceable code non rigorously enforced by the usual spiritual gangsters variety seems strange to them they cannot gage its endlessness properly in spite of their instantaneous metrics and core impulse to seek the presumed efficient line between strength and finality needing a suitcase full of over the horizon let me loosen the latch and look inside your Pandora for you had an example in here somewhere a madman in the employ of the forces of sanity go figure what else could be in here subject object predicate our first memories are of being looked at this is our foundation it is inescapable the second matter there is a threshold of intelligence below which one cannot be taught without the animal hungers tearing your flesh our only defense is a wail of disgrace it kills us to be alive and a helpless idiot because the smarter you get the more you really can kick down the tromp l'oeil movie set walls and strictures of a retrograde catechism you cannot enter the realms of creation unarmed and afraid unless you are impossibly innocent of all charges and know it to be a kangaroo court of your own devising I mean despising consciousness is the combination of all our senses taking it all on so there you are a head start in getting to know your surroundings as well as your infillings archeology sifting the landfills whose scarred bones of inquisition echo through the surrounding meadow grasses their slender shoots greet the cruelty with a stuttering amazement bent and buffeted in the wind like a jerky puppet on a drunken string (to be continued) From "Theater of Utter Charm" http://tinyurl.com/yd5wbtgt Artist Portfolio: http://walteralter.site11.com/