today's light was something other
than time gathering in folds
to reorganize
the road ahead
where we move by the mercy of light...
it was a heritage of wind-born chimes
the chiming of a script of renewal
a convalescence of small immolations
an impossible beauty on the breeze
emerging as long-kept tears...
this whimsical apprehension
of unspeakables
this travel toward the spinning weathers
refuge made of sustenance & silence
is the straight road to the labyrinth...
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WRITING & NAMING: the medicine of acquiring knowledge
Joseph Robertson
Language is that point of contact in the abstract, that plane where the intellectual life within us is enabled to assert itself as part of the overall experience of living. Language is that plane where the individual self is allowed repeated attempts at manifestation. What takes place in the process of writing, in the spilling of ink or the posting of digital characters, the slip toward defining a landscape, however brief, is the sanctification of an individual, and by extension of the human condition as such...
Not every person is a writer, by trade, nor should they be, but there is something about the act of writing that serves the writing individual as if it were a medicine for selfhood, a healing venture into clean waters. Especially so when its intent is to be expressive of secret regions of the mind or to lay out new experimental vessels for such expression. [Keep reading...]
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