Thieves Con/Jur/d, 8/10/2024 Who has stolen our lives our innate potential, our YEARS MONTHS DAYS why can we not find them WE LOOK AND LOOK-- what were we thinking just a moment ago? You thought you’d become a Kappâtita a goer beyond time, by now? Lean in so we can whisper, YOU SUCCEEDED! There are ongoing celebrations symbolic substitutions, understood by the OVER-- OVERSOUL to be ISO-- MORPHIC to the UNBORN and BORNLESS in its STEP PED down temporal manifestation like right now, reading this, is CANDLES ON THE CAKE and afters and befores there will be a yeasty feasty party with dancing and music by MEAT and MUSCLE FEET, GUT, HEART, and HEAD and because you escaped From time and cause and effect happen in differing orders and since you would, could, can since now, you’re present in every moment, no matter its length and the post-anthropomorphized YOU likes SURPRISES and ill-fitting lines and awkward pranks you stole the invitation, the permission to party, to be joyful, thankful, ecstatic SO YOU DON’T even KNOW THIS IS YOUR PARTY! and the only party game worth playing is stealing back stealing forward THE KNOWING this is, IS YOU.
Much love,
Con/Jur/d, 8/10/2024
Ochre reminds me of Jean-Michel Jarre.