Yesterday, simply asking myself a lot of questions. Today trying to answer them. But I think answers don’t apply for very long really. Things are always changing. And I, we, are only human and answers, there aren’t any really. Questions are prompts for considering, and answers , well what if they are just coffee breaks ? Just Sweeping. This morning I asked myself, ” …did you have a good sweep?” And what will my future be? What comes next.
Suddenly. Suddenly, a Dreamscape. That which might (hopefully) surprise me. Seems not imagined really, no apparent point of reference. No plan, no reason, no judgement. Nothing to say. Out of context. Just going. Forms collide, context. Still nothing to say. Does saying imply importance? How much do we say that isn’t shaped? Does saying interrupt form?