I am going to Korea for a week, and then I will be back. I think I will really take it easy, and that includes not providing any updates here for that time. I have also turned off my email for now, so this is really a break from all of it, all the things I have going on. Look for the next entry on July 7th or 8th. I will leave you with the following mystery:
On a road in a forest (outside a deserted city) (in a destitute country) (on a weathered world), I stood staring at the trees, their gnarled bark deep with age and their green leaves half eaten away by tiny brown holes. Then I realized like I was remembering it that I was in a dream, and that I could do anything, be anywhere... but I just stood and stared at the trees, their broken branches and twisted trunks. A hundred years passed in thirty seconds, and the road was overgrown, the city crumbled to the ground, the country annexed into a neighboring, and the world a different world — but the trees: I still stood, staring at the trees, as the bark gnarled deeper, the leaves fell and sprouted a hundred times; branches broke off and grew back, trunks twisted up and out.... Then I realized like I was remembering that this dream would never end, that these immortal trees watched as this world became a different world a thousand times over. When I woke, I considered in my deepest voice these trees that never said a word, through the billion happenings of everything. And I wondered, what would it be like if the sole purpose of your life was to grow?
me?!
8:44am saturday, 28th june
And what a mystery to leave us with!
Have fun in Korea-maybe the change you`re looking for is somewhere down there,or maybe simply this vacation in it self is that change.I hope you will have time to play,to rest body and soul,find inspiration,and that you come back with recharged batteries.
It will be strange going a week without your poems,they will be missed!
Bon voyage,
Carme diem et carpe noctem,
Memento mori,
Destiny
3:57am friday, 4th july
You sound as if you are always somewhere else, even when you are at home. You live a thousand lives before you've had a chance to live your own. With every passing minute there is a new story to tell.