meandering, sky gaze intent ...
what do i see...
i see the space that we see when there is nothing to see...
boundless extensions,,,
a seeing of space...
of empty space,,,
freed vision,,,
a space picture...
the without which forever excludes me,,,
it's space is where i lose myself...
i hear undivided totality,,,
broken by spread cloud divided from an elswhere..
sounding draws no boundaries in space,,,
placenessness of flowing tone space,,,
outside from outside,,,
space pictures that would otherwise be concealed by objects
rare envision and insight
thanks
0Brodo 2 years ago
lovely sound and texture, thank you A2 for sending.
your comment is quite poetic and true.
radiantopaque 2 years ago
when i look at the sky. stringy and fragmented, and blotlike, with halo's about their microscopic particulars, floating about therein, the particles that are trapped in the saline, that coats my eye, always catch my attention.... eventually.▲*
allertonoff2 2 years ago