Sunday, July 25, 2010


my mind is a warped place to be stuck but it gets the job done and makes me laugh enough. it battles with my heart often and usually wins. although i sometimes wish it wouldn't. your greatest strength can be your greatest weakness.

this full moon has been the most intense i've ever experienced. the first of the new equinox, david scribbles tells me. change. the only constant.

the whole thing is a magic trick. myself included. to what end does the conjurer conjure? to create wonder.

that is why art is closest to the heart, because art is magic.

something from nothing.

this is the object of my mind's enquiry: where for art thou Takezito?

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