What a day of significance is when you make actions of consequence. My lack of words, the scribbling and eraser shavings annotate the ease and illusion of simplicity. In my experience, these are the moments of inexplicable joy and a warm satisfaction. My efforts can make a difference as I open my eyes to take note. Film, photography, and life are metaphors, literary devices to the way figurative life. If I did not record these observations, history and art are lost.
A misguided fool of a boy only had trust as far as eyes could see.
“Well I want her to do this for me, since I care so much.”
“What I need is more support – I want everyone to see everything I do!”
“Well, that’s cool, but what am I gonna get?”
The glaring issue looks like one is in search of much without a single item to offer. I feel the changes as strong as a burning of my soul.
I wish to remove the shackle of reliance on my own resources. I come close but persist and insist on the benefit of interdependence. A mastery of the self can shine with another.
