Living and ceasing to live are imaginary solutions; existence is elsewhere.(Andre Breton, Manifesto of Surrealism) We pass into one another, you-and-I, the haze of two Selves coupling side-by-side, gift-giving the gift of Self. A dream breathing in synchronicity, intersubjective sense-painting participating in the Self-song of the world-soul. (Hallelujah, etc.) Think. Do the command. Think ‘Think.’… Continue reading

The limits of my language are the limits of my world.(Ludwig Wittgenstein, Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus 5.6) Desiring is wanting to know. Knowing is not one thing but a multiplicity of ways-of-knowing, each entangling knower and known. I desire iced tea, with a lemon please. I want to know: the taste of light acid and orange-peel bitterness,… Continue reading

I have been a stranger in a strange land.(Exodus 2.22) Much of life is spent here-and-there, the archipelago of somewheres twisting-turning-winding from shore to sea to shore. We travel, we move, we stay, we leave, we’re lost, we’re found. Traveling, we go from one somewhere to another, ‘there’ rather than ‘here.’ Even when we’re ‘there’… Continue reading

The unfettered clouds and region of the heavens,Tumult and peace, the darkness and the light—Were all like workings of one mind, the featuresOf the same face, blossoms upon one tree,Characters of the great Apocalypse,The types and symbols of Eternity,Of first and last, and midst, and without end. (William Wordsworth, “The Simplon Pass”) Being-trans is neither… Continue reading

The flow of time is always cruel. – Zelda, Ocarina of Time If I were an ocean, I’d part. Time arts the many, seawaves tending to fall (and no one hears it). Grief parches, babblebrain topics again-and-again the one-who-when — if I stay frozen, maybe the earth will still. Gristlesift hot cast iron, what enchants… Continue reading