Most photos i may upload - that took five minutes for a small one :-)
Are of the moment.
Many more poignant to stick in here later...
Depends which way the wind blows...
As in in low signal places one has to learn exactly which way the phone (to hotspot tether) needs to be angled.... putting it on top of jalopy at times (out of the 'faraday cage') ... it is zen..making do..adapting...
But, to 'preach' just a little for now - which simply needs to be written as stories - thirteen years ago i was THE most pedantic person when it came to words (and have had real publishing - albeit in the legal history books... and what a war that was... writing DID it...many many long tracts)
I KNEW i must curate, take them so seriously...ponder them for months.
And then the worst thing happened. And i stopped. Stopped being me. Let go...
got "out of the way of the words" - i had no idea i could possibly have in me... and then i did (terrible events - let go - who cares - i lost all of 'me' - just let go and spew ..all)
And to this day that's the way it is. I even collect my own useful words and even some phrases - all the clever people can put on Facebooks or anywhere else clever words about the STUCK loony state many got into (see video yesterday - we knew this was coming 20 or even more years ago...Adam Curtis quite good with his hypernormalisation... but too negative..)
Nope...don't overthink. Don't even label. Humanity gone weird. McGilchrist is too specific...
snowflakes falling on butterfly wings
to some extent the mode of being any became..
I wrote that 10 years ago.
Time now...to get to work weaving... no signal, no Facebook even thank god...
Just in this moment now. Nothing else to do...what a waste... but... maybe not if i find some lovely old jottings to..
re
purpose
(is love)
