This piece places Value on the Witness and the One full up with Questions. I see myself in Both. Mostly unheard. Definitely unanswered. Yet Remaining. A Witness standing. Declining to just sit. Questioning everyone’s Answers. Defiantly ignoring the Leading questions. Refusing to have their Words put to her Mouth. They put them there nonetheless. Then they Move On to Next.
She Remains. Outside the Tent. Watching the Comings and Goings. Always Wondering. Back then Forth. She Enters when the Circus Tent is Emptied. Cleaning Up after Others. Per her Usual. The Circus goes on as yet. She’s grateful for the Work.
Yes. You must value something in order to speak at all. There must be movement. The posture of the narrative is that of moral witness, yes. Itinerant in place and time. But present witness in the eternal now. Such is the frame of the writing.
CONCISION is Mike Brock. Valued here. In your reply is a Glimpse of your considerable mental activity to Batten Down the Hatches. Keep out the Flood of disused or misused Narratives that skirt your purposes. I imagine the Unnerving nature of it to Others. (as I grin) Especially other Men. It is easier for Women to Appreciate this in your nature. Even welcome it.
I don’t mean to Suggest you are manipulative. Only that you write with Purpose.
Greetings from a Wayward fan. Minus the Perverse element.
This piece places Value on the Witness and the One full up with Questions. I see myself in Both. Mostly unheard. Definitely unanswered. Yet Remaining. A Witness standing. Declining to just sit. Questioning everyone’s Answers. Defiantly ignoring the Leading questions. Refusing to have their Words put to her Mouth. They put them there nonetheless. Then they Move On to Next.
She Remains. Outside the Tent. Watching the Comings and Goings. Always Wondering. Back then Forth. She Enters when the Circus Tent is Emptied. Cleaning Up after Others. Per her Usual. The Circus goes on as yet. She’s grateful for the Work.
Yes. You must value something in order to speak at all. There must be movement. The posture of the narrative is that of moral witness, yes. Itinerant in place and time. But present witness in the eternal now. Such is the frame of the writing.
CONCISION is Mike Brock. Valued here. In your reply is a Glimpse of your considerable mental activity to Batten Down the Hatches. Keep out the Flood of disused or misused Narratives that skirt your purposes. I imagine the Unnerving nature of it to Others. (as I grin) Especially other Men. It is easier for Women to Appreciate this in your nature. Even welcome it.
I don’t mean to Suggest you are manipulative. Only that you write with Purpose.
Greetings from a Wayward fan. Minus the Perverse element.
Such is the condition of clear sight. To stand apart. To be the opposite of participation. The Daoists understand this well, of course.
Yes.
I had no Idea that’s where I was Going with this comment until I went there. Interesting, how even the itty-bittyest of writing Leads me. Not me It.
My o my! Liberating! Breathe in Breathe out! Thanks.