to be warned against saying what cannot be said.. i have not passed over in silence. instead i have stated a million things that cannot rightfully be said. i do not know what i am talking about. i speak without any concrete notion of what it is i am talking about. i do so because i have an irresistible urge: i must. there are certain things that can be said, and they are valuable for clarification. there is something enticing about Wittgenstein, who teaches a method of philosophy that focuses on everyday language. clarification can be found in philosophy only be engaging with the multiplicity if uses that surrounds us. nevertheless, i think it is that magic of this simple action that makes it so valuable. everything is magical to us because we are magical beings. i MUST say what cannot and rightfully should not be said. the danger is the loss of ethical responsibility by dallying in metaphysical playgrounds that shift built on cards of air. never the less i must say what cannot be said: for it is being sung throughout the spheres, the music of being. i must harmonize and i must clarify, somehow, at the same time.
so let me begin with a choice. the choice is between something grand and something humble.
the cup is neither beautiful or not, at first. coffee cup. starbucks. coffee.
a stone dropped in a pool of water. expansion and contraction. sound. every direction touched and tickled. beautiful.
the chair is what i sit on. it keeps me supported while i work, while i play, while i relax. while i read. while i write. while i learn. while i nap. jesus made these in his life. chair.
meditations tried to take how far it goes, nothing farther. realistic conception. peace at peace and peace. the notion tortures me.
there is something in between two things which is where the two things meet like legs and the moment at which the two things become one thing together made the third.
make a mark on a blank page. make another unrelated mark. swift and quick across the page in a dash that captures the moment of the hand. make a third mark. now in that style connect the marks by likewise marks at the head and tail of each until the page becomes - be sure to mark the energies across the page as smooth as can be made in flow -- until the page becomes filled with likewise marks which dance across like leaves on the page that blow in the wind, eye shapes connected by each other. the shapes beget an energy of their own but as long as there are the shapes then there are energy bunchings which have strange and short awkward lines. erase here and smooth out- and yet another stemming from the motion of the fix.
