“This is for the hard men
Who want love
But know that it won’t come
For the ones
Who are forgotten
The ones for whom the Amendments do not stand up for
For the ones who are told to speak
Only when you are spoken to
And they’re never spoken to
Everytime you stand
So you do not forget yourself…”
These. Make me very happy . . .
" Artists are always ready to sacrifice for art . . . if the price is right " — Gomez Addams
Greetings, Beloved Darklings, Queerios, Style Fiends
As the sun begins its descent here in this Babylon-on-the-Pacific commonly referred to as Los Angeles, I propose a Theme for The Evening, most beloved blogerati. [ to do with as you will — or conversely, as you won’t ; who’s to say? ]
Inspired by this GIF-tastic little gem I’ve reblogged, courtesy of the kind folks at Three Frames [ attribution hereby duly noted : please.uh-huh,and.thanks ]
The motif proposed is that of
ᐞ△ᐞ · f i r e · ᐞ△ᐞ
“The energy of life manifests in two forms : fire and air. While both are predominately active in nature, fire is the more active of the two, with air being slightly passive because of the partial water element in its makeup. Potential Matter manifests its energy as water and earth.”
“The alchemical sulphur, or soul, of a thing predominates in the animating principles of energy (fire) and intelligence (air). Alchemical salt, or the physical body of a thing, predominates in unconscious forces, psychic, and instinctual intelligence (water) and solid matter (earth). Alchemical mercury, or general life force, predominates in intelligence (air) and instinctual forces, and psychic energy (water), as such it is the link, or bridge, between the higher forces of sulphur and the lower body of matter.”
[ sourcery ]
Nevertheless, my intent behind this post is not to point you in a single direction, but rather propose a topic to set one’s rhetorical embers ablaze, so to speak…
SΔID · ΔNOTHER · WΔY :
What role does fire play in your life?
Is it astrological?
[ Aries, 8th of April, in my case ]
[ Something you fear / something that incites desire, or is erotically-charged? ]
Or, better still:
Upon seeing or hearing the word,
Are there connotations that have little or nothing to do with what I’ve mentioned?
Whatever medium[s] of communication you might choose : words of your own, or that of another; photography [ ditto, self-created or reference points of inspiration ]; technology [ case in point: the animated .GIF embed herein ]; paint pencil canvas paper spray paint graffiti billboards buildings a keyboard the cello lit candles incantations magic mayhem…
Whew! Let me try that again . . . By whichever / whatever means you might choose, I look forward to seeing not just how you respond to me, but rather, something infinitely greater: the universal dialogue of creative expression, and the means by which it connects us, asserts our relevance at a specific moment in time.
Within / among / along the infinite umbilical cord that connects humanity ; the splendor of nature ; the universe.
Please Note: ISO attribution for photographs and / or uncredited GIFs. I discovered these “unsourced” posts during excavations at ImageShack, Imgur, TinyPic, et al, and would like to give credit wherever due! Thanks.
For Kime, Whom I’ve Just Discovered Lives
Though your emotions may feel as if they’ve been scattered,
Smothered and covered in the Waffle House of Existence, the
Artwork you create is indeed a language understood by others:
Think of it as speaking in hieroglyphics.
Words that never have to be “learned”– yet are universal,
Exist outside the constraints of time, and become exponentionally
More subjective as they’re strung together.
A strand of jewels that has no concern for what I refer to as ‘Millenial Newspeak’–
Eyes devour the resplendent, the visually stunning
Even when minds shift off and a virtual screen-saver glazes over
Said another way?
The heart has no need for
Even on an “off” day, you
Affect it, its
The body of work you’ve created
Skitters with an emotional velocity too deft for
Man’s lazy Abbreviations. No need
To dial Orwell on
The White Courtesy Phone
There are no acronyms in the
Human condition; whether
We ‘choose to be all right’
It just is
What it is
It just is.