Writing from the Temple wall, 2015:

loganmirto:

It’s all so terrifyingly simple We’ve over complicated it There is a deliberate continuum being maintained throughout all the detailed narrative No matter what your crazy theory is no matter what mouth noises or squiggly lines you make to point towards something that isn’t here and now We are just LIFE bubbling and boiling and desperate to make more life and anything else is just in the way of doing that so please use whatever semantic mechanisms you need to feel better about your fleshy impulsive existence You are a seed You are a fluid There is no rising above because it will never stop being all around you You were designated as a temporary step in a massive and beautiful process long before you stopped and recognized the privilege of “being here” or “asking questions” You are electricity You are rivers and glaciers and vapors This is not a poetic metaphor This is fact Accept the titanic majesty of creation into your self identity Become mountains with your body Open the rivers inside you You are the galaxies and the flowers ALL AT ONCE This is not just a nice thing to say or a pleasant thing to hear This is who you are Every wall you have built and fortified with your trembling certainties All of it can be reduced to ash with a whisper You are a note that tumbles down the hillside of a symphony Nothing that you are will ever a be a statue You are the raindrops You are the gusts You are the piles that accumulate in the corners You will forget You will remember You will forget You will remember You will hate forgetting You will love remembering You will hate remembering You will love forgetting Look up from the script and share a knowing glance with your co-stars There never was going to be any rehearsal.