And now about the dream of India.
Your son cut ties after a failed marriage and another with children no that perhaps is too urgent of a call, too exactly demanding. Who knows what patience can this tarry. The portfolio misses key elements, which perhaps deserves much more tapestry like detail.Maybe rushing things takes away the imbalance resulting from too sharp a device when thus unprepared reaching for the other side, . Ever worry of countless expressions by that way of reaching for conclusions ? Artist You say? When reaching for the noon of darkness,so unprepared, it may become to look like as most unfinished pieces arrive to" haste as a result of no fill, between covers retaining a forward and a postscript that some today would surely have tosatisfy their predilection toward and back for a glossy shimmering , where impressions are geared by entropic short gutted visualizations , forgetting the delicate balance of building a reconstruction as through as dart throwing expectations of goals goals equally nebulous?
For that reason I changed my mind on India, and dream of You in black and white and Your son, as if , the jazz of our souls had still, a stillness of recollection with our reality, that has become such a short cycled refrain: that of a humongous clap trap of phenomena, The USA, the world soul concept , breathing in increasing rhythm of the great America, again, make it like that, again, new soulful Levittowns of air condition as nightmare and repeat again, not falling into a circucularly redundant either/or, for the exceptionally rewarded, for which the, most of all, red herringed, toward an imploding expectation .
For that circulatory all of us punished as circe, reaching out and expecting fall, the Fall, the existential challenges, the minus side of After the Fall(all alluding to others such as Payton Place. On the Beach , Raintree Country, Big Sur and the Oranges. of Bosch, Mike Hammer, Earle Stanley Gardner,
Death of a Salesman, The Vanishing Adolescent, This side of Paradise, Why I am not a Christian, David Niven"s Biography including Cardinal Spellman’s confession to Niven astounding in its depth and boldness, which prophetically pre-figured the coming storm between ecclisiastics of harmonic love and an outpouring of what appeared as Judas like auto da fe of veritable Institutions, all the sad Ozzies and Harriet’s , quietly suffering within the hebrephenic exciles between heaven and hell in the coming of the season of hell, as a general motive. The list is not complete but how can, between the arrived symbols of colorama , and doubly sound, list any qualitative shadowy traces that suggested?
No India, my son, Your son, You and I and any, will need the wait for serenity and humility.
In this wait, this abiding silencer wait as everyman, hinting and lurking around like hungry wise old cats around a dish of milk -of human kindness.
Not to suggest the unwritten word inside burning to born, is not the pnspsychic hidden dimension of every one.
Pilgrim: some words are, as sketching for later the refrain now. Not to say, there is some use for exhibitionist shades.