RESPONSE TO CHAZ' NOTES ON LIFE'S INCOMPREHENSABILITY .......IT IS WHAT IT IS, I RECKON
it t is not so much that your eccentricity is incomprehensible, for i don't seek to discover the periapsis of your intellect or the common, intersection that we share......somewhere between 24 and 42, so to speak, wherein the trajectory of random thoughts intersect in expressions that are both recognized as "real" ,yet, at the same instant, are transient and unknowable........i keep, at my bedside, 7 boxes, varying in both size and design, materials of construction and contents.......At one point in time....well, actually not a POINT, but a span of time........there were fewer containers for the stuff, less stuff and a more random assembly......to find an item, i had to open all the boxes and search the multi-leveled vaults of treasures, many that i had forgotten were there and could no longer remember their origins.........Now......i can see a box and, because of my 'organization' have a relatively accurate idea of the 'types' of things therein.........an economy of placement now constructed, my prior randomness gave way to 'you can find it if you concentrate' .......Many of the "things" in the boxes represent entire constructs or clues to memory and insight.......some are purely nostalgic......One could say that this whole procedure is just a form of OCD to fill the dots between the mind's clicking in time......but the process inhibits dissassociative thinking, for me, and ties me into the more rigid relativity of the rest of the world........eccentric? i suppose so........ but then, i make no claims to normalcy, and find it rather pathetic and dull, don't you? On the other hand, however, i have seen Madness, both intellectually and emotionally........and my advice is: "don't get lost" The vast space with which we have little familiarity is far greater than the known universe.......the world is full of "code".....the world, perhaps....IS just "code".........the "cheat-codes" are just delusionary devices to make the incomprehensibility into a text of believability.......So....I've found that Art is the best excuse for living.......writing it, drawing it, dancing it....whatever........then observing this ouput, thinking "ha ha....it is what it is".
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