Flat Rock
Alight the image of light transporting the eucalypt once struck set shimmying through the frame of sight and of eye through too the grey and scornful dullness of that lived being jaded in its own substance.
Not a question never a question but a simple gesture of touching tree to the earth and earth to the life.
Light then wrote and cut through the illusion of movement of self moving of the thought that thought might set into motion but the true authority was the fact of the tree and of the light and of the life.
Dog Trap
Passing a hand through the light the projection of the light into holding space and on to the plane of whited screen the light itself is substance closed eyed it is tangible and pulsing realized space.
First image last the memory of memory clothing a life closest to that moment furthest and away. Your mind is much less real than it was less believable too as it throws up broken images making and then remaking again again remaking experience to prop an identity.
Grass Park
Upon the stop aligned to flowing stream against the stream itself co-independent upon this stop the time streams and is measured out knowing sensing its own existence feeling that it is itself.
Cold crosses from the window to skin and sets the mind and mind’s filmy caul covering the world and this sheer stop. Lest we remember ourselves balking at the unreal sought and imagining time as we would now have it section by sectioned flow and flowing inevitable to our end which can never now come.
Crow Hill
What can be said to give it substance and thought what can be thought to realize it this the passed image feigned in a breath and this mind rises light in semblance of a stillness unclear that mind rises dark.
All of it spaceless netting itself of itself and truceless entities lovely indifferent and whole.
What entity what mind what uncomposed material could be grasped so and so tight to the thought to the idea of the world and its her life identical with movement identical with this time.
