In Garden and Writing by Clifford of Cosmic Variance, this piece reminded me of the "realities" and the approaches of "circumstance". These are our lives?
Things that we do to help us, and remind us of the way to approach this streaming dialogue deeper held, to bring outward, to the pen felt drawn word or picture? Death's door, loosing our figures of time, books and words, that help change who we are?
Probabilistic valuation set to condensate or soliton approach mattered defined in conceptual logic frame?
A "poetry of emotive charge" for the wants of a better time( a fresher air), lost to the reality all around us to engines, planes trains and auotmobiles.:) A home forgotten? A earth fresher begotten?IN a soft moment, Rivero reminds of the way things use to be, and in these memories things retrospect bring us closer to all things that make us who we are. No where are their maps to progress this character of ours, that we see this master plan, but relegated and caught in our microcosm classroom world held, only the memory of the world.
It is always much larger, when we physically revisit "ole domains":)
So yes to getting the hands dirty and feeling earth touched, that such grounding, makes time for new moments appear. Better words, from a ethered view of information that exists all around.
From a mystic drawl of a cowboy slang, to a refined English gentleman? It doesn't matter when you change the overcoat, because the seasons hold their own regard for how we shall address the circumstance.
Back to work:)
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