a conversation excerpt - 10.3.2020
Everywhere, on every level
inanimate and lively
still and torrential
light and heavy
And I always have this urge to dissect and experiment with what I am, with what I witness around me — food, music, thoughts turned words, words turned thoughts
Relaying, relating, relationships, conversations
All make me ask, and ask
instead of swallowing whatever is on the table
Asking less them
Yet, I am no protester, no revolutionary soul.
I merely delve with mind and soul to motorize every bit that touches me, and that which I wish to touch
And the heart — or whichever organ that may be — should caress all.
Increasingly sad, I find we continue to opt for destruction, abuse, greed, and that compels me to continue my critical asking.
But I am intrigued, inspired, as myriads of opportunities are there to grow in the center of any criticism I pursue.