In the chaos of calls and chatter,
Amidst the unspoken assumption of agreed-upon terminology,
Experiencing the dissolution or distillation,
As symbols break apart piece by piece to reconvene as they Will,
like a blind man lost among mystic music of a psytrance dance party…
as babes that seek to touch without discerning familiarity from novelty…
with(in/out) Our Selves and Our Vessel…
a drip-down through the aether to prisms from the filters of the channels
with the splash of splatter color dances in tie-dye fractal glitter bubbles
Somehow our human (reptilian… “higher”… poet) brain
in the Bedlam, Discord, Absurd, Limitlessness
From a friend. He happens to be one of the stars in this.
I think drawing more funny, ironic and ridiculous pictures is a worthwhile exercise. I was talking about some drawings my brother made when he was younger; I found them inspirational. One depicted an alien wearing a t-shirt of swiss cheese while holding up a sign that says “Hi.” Another was a close up of an elf in parachute pants with an arrow indicating “meine hose.”
Today I drew a prissy dragon putting on lipstick and combing her spikes while saying “I’m pretty.”
The world needs more absurdity; it helps keeps much of life in perspective.