i want to be as close to "black" as possible. "possible"?
"as can be," then.
black as in "nothing." as in "everything."
continua, the "always"
abstract befores and after, or our perception and ableness to dwell on them - confuse
or do they? are the answers there? always there? never there.
black is without spoil. black is initial, and whole. white is stain and action and mess and fuss.
black is purity and all, not fragmented pieces holed up with intent and tions.
shuns? ..prevail in our human-intellected age.
instinct prevails with it's sex-induced propagation
but i am not so enabled with instinctual patrons.
ganas
- gan
- i am an interpreter and indication of the gatherings in my life. my collection of influences, and experiences, and wanderings, and figurings. i am a current of reflection yearning for connection. i am compelled and commanded to do so by my own accordion. playing it's off-tunes and rhythmic swoons i am dancing to the passing moment. all at once and individually rapt. i am continual appreciation of the process and movement of life. i am most interested in the details of culture and life-byproducts, the wear and tear of existence. human-fantastic is a great show. i am highly enamoured with seeing through things or of hidden sources of movement or sound. knowing you know is where i'm most ticklish.
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