Just an idea.
Been fascinated by bridges lately. Stone and or arch ones mostly. Those are around here. And hills. And body. These things have a presence.
Oh, and free signs. All started with a free tv with two uneven long amounts of electrical tape to affix the sign. Free signs: usually made with spray paint on wood or black permanent marker on cardboard.
Oh, and lines in the landscape. Powerlines, sign posts, reflectors, signs, cones. I commute alot. So I notice. Are these things supposed to be ignored when looking past them into a sunset in a field, or at a beautiful house? They are warnings, serve a purpose. Seeing them all the time, they become a design element for me and/or something surreal. so bright and if you aren’t reading them, so random. If you are, placed. Depends on how you look at it, what you need, you decide.
Not sure if all these things connect. Will keep thinking through it. Making lists.
Relationships, sex, phrases, “water under the bridge”. In the end I’m left alone with my powerful body that will become frail and die. I am afraid of death. I heard it is possible not to be afraid. Im Not there. I am here still. In this place with stone arch bridges and breasts that are too large and starting a double chin and grey hairs. And you’re not supposed to attach yourself until you’re supposed to attach yourself. To some one. It’s all a decision to tell yourself all these bullshit things. And their decision. You’re left with the bridges you go over and the signs you choose to ignore or automatically read. And your body. And your mind, mulling it over, another saying. Your mind deciding. Phrases like “I love you” can mean anything you want and anything they want.
Connection though. A bridge is a connection. Body, tell me, body language. Word signs…
And how to stop thinking during yoga? About the things that make you sad. Set up some rocks on the mat. Stone archways drishti to look through. Or something that moves. I never know when to stop a composition. Been having trouble with composition. Why does there have to be edges. How about a mandala composition. No top or bottom. How about patchwork random and forever or a repeat pattern. I go on I to infinity. Energy. If you decide to believe that. I just want to put the color and textures together next to each other. I just want a companion. Yoga-yolk (hey, center), yoga-to bring together. Something like that, I heard or saw some where.
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