Tuesday, June 21, 2011

the flat plane we fly . .

. . as monetary currency demands our flesh into slavery, we find our selves bound to the all mighty dollar. .

which is only PAPER THIN (not to mention two di e mentional)

but the control is equal and oposite for a balence must always exist . .

myriad worlds lay before us within a plank peace of paper . .

again tho, a two way street . . perhaps the author, artist, or poet starts out in control . .

but with the relenquishment of will, the two di e mentional world starts compounding itself autonomously before your eyes . .

a particular type of freedom gained through a meditative cooperative experience



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destroying the gallery walls and confusing white pedestals for buildings . .





the UPS!





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the alchemical escape words let letters blend into form. .





pregnant poems





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mommy gone be so proud. .





for the fridge!





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