mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is. I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
unfold (Rainer Maria Rilke)
I want to unfold. Let no place in me hold itself closed, for where I am closed, I am false. I want to stay clear in your sight.
(Rainer Maria Rilke, trans. by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy)
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