February 11, 2012
Let go the objective walls, the
prosaic cages, the vehement distributors
of limitations, and yes, we can create however the roads may fling us to the
market, to the zoo, through the musty halls of
masks screaming out for us to see, to hear,
to be inside the skins and bones and books and paintings
and sculptures and the stitching itself by the fractals assumptions
we can deny by looking down with eyes closed for the maps of comfort zones where checks are cashed, where food is bought,
where tools are kept for building the walls wherein we often hide....