This realm with its lure and play and deceit of time is indeed tricksy and disorientating, and the more I see, the more I know, the more I don't know....but it's all a game, we are here but not here, in it but not of it, it's a strange existence, searching for the connections underneath the distractions. I do enjoy muchly your surreal explorations, they enter that liminal space I enjoy exploring the most.
the tools of the present and the tools of the past become tools of the future and are not found in the moment for they are lost for not haven been used correctly
This realm with its lure and play and deceit of time is indeed tricksy and disorientating, and the more I see, the more I know, the more I don't know....but it's all a game, we are here but not here, in it but not of it, it's a strange existence, searching for the connections underneath the distractions. I do enjoy muchly your surreal explorations, they enter that liminal space I enjoy exploring the most.
yes, that time very tricksy and disorientating....thanks for your time....(-:
a tool that I am, to be used for I am not able to recognize what I am...or even that I am.
the tools of the present and the tools of the past become tools of the future and are not found in the moment for they are lost for not haven been used correctly
hang me up somewhere...here I can dry out or become soaking wet...hang me up so I can find you when I need you[the tools I see]
hang me up sometime...aha!