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Remarkable

The most unremarkable thing about being remarkable is that there is nothing left to be remarkable about, or nothing really remarkable left to do.

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A thought for the morning...

Such wild thoughts among wild folks: barking mad! But behind them and in front of them all is calm. The trees continue to rustle, the water in the streams flees, ever on. Nothing can be done to stop it for the song of life will always sing, here, and in the light of every star.

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The Wild Corridors of the Mind

[THIS WAS A BIT RAMBLING - I JUST WANTED TO GET SOME THOUGHTS DOWN]

(Makes me feel better after SWW...)

There is no such thing as mystery existing outside of the eyes,

  The wild whirlwind rush goes all around, in and out, 

  It makes the leaves dance while they grow,

  makes the River skip too and fro,

  Sometimes I forget to dream -

  Of the living and flowing stream,

where the poignant flowers look to the sky,

and sigh...

of a world that has changed and yet not changed at all -

But there is no mystery there, in any of it:

it is what it is - 

The colours, the sounds, the colours and the sounds are what we see and believe,

and without us there is no heart that beats - 

  no rain drop, glowing dots in the sky, no droplets swarming with life curled up in a flower petal.

But behind the eyes a thousand endless million secrets dwell - 

There an ocean of thoughts swell,

Things that we cannot imagine, and yet we do imagine,

whether we believe or chose not too,

the wild and shapeless sights gip in chaos and order, 

around and around,

hand in hand,

like children singing ring a ring a roses - 

but they don't fall down,

but go up, and up, around and around - 

Forever, like an angels sword striking down from heaven,

The light burns without hope without sound without energy

but it yet it glows behind the eyes, and fills the words that the hand pours out - 

the words that change the axis of the stars, moon and earth.

* * *

It's like a trap 

closed all about

No way out

But we must go along

Along...

But that is the game

It was not so long...

I just I didn't care

But I must now 

Must now...

* * *

Onwards and onwards, 

its corridors open and close,

the labyrinth,

every dead end leads to a new beginning,

those who seek to understand it,

and those who seek to master it,

stumble and fall and find themselves feeling against stone walls in the dark,

to them the lanes lead nowhere - 

But to those who do not think and do not try, every wall leads to a door,

and the corridors widen,

the view broadens, the light shines brighter

and the prison breaks up because it's walls don't exist.

* * *

It's like a trap 

closed all about

No way out

But we must go along

Along...

But that is the game

It was not so long...

I just I didn't care

But I must now 

Must now...

* * *

You built the walls

so let go...

let go and fly up and through

join with the flow - don't think just do,

and move your feet to the rhythm of the heart that beats,

step back, there is no such thing as defeat,

Only you can let it happen,

So let it through,

And go on and on,

With the dance, there is no trap,

Just you and you,

Be part of it, like the bleak clouds go by,

Because at the end of it there is only you - and the song, and the perfect rhythm of the mind.

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There was a corner there,

tall and dark...

So I made a turn - the door was closed.

I didn't look back.

I could of done.  It would have been easy - 

But I know that nothing is ever easy.

It's hard wherever the foot falls,

no matter how much snow or water that might cover the way:

it's all just a screen, a curtain, a play, 

behind the stone is as hard as it was at the beginning.

So I turned the corner.

The mist was all around me.

I took a deep breath.

The mist was in my mind.

So I stumbled home, I tripped and fell,

my eyes stung.

I could hear the world hissing in my ears.

And the road was hard -

As hard as stone.

And I thought of the wild things fighting in the darkness, and a thought opened in my head, and lit a tiny flame in my heart, a flame that grew to warm the rest of me.

Maybe it isn't all that bad.

I repeated that line again and again.

Then the skies came down, and a cold blast flew with a scream out of the dark cracks of the earth.

The mists were clear, and I saw the dark skies, with its stars looking back.

The blackness went on and on, forever.

And yet it made more sense than the road.

Finally I got back, and was looking out of my old window.

  In the silent room I could hear music,

  Vices chanting.

  In the gloom I felt my feet move - and then i closed my eyes and saw many a thing.

  I was in a. boat at sea, with the cliffs of nearby land going up, and then frowning down - and beyond it I saw yellow lights dancing.  Were they people or were they stars?

  How they danced!

I couldn't help but watch them.

Upwards, upwards, and all around,

I heard it and I felt it - 

And I knew I was part of it, even though I was far out at sea - 

It still came to me,

Over the haze before my eyes,

unlocking the dark doors - no lock could hold it;

It opened up from within and without, in one great leap it was in front of me,

A silver light arching over the fall,

and a series of bridges leaping between the clouds, and the words of the song were all around,

in the vapours where the river opened up and out.

And I slept between the sun and the moon, in a hammock woven from the shiny beads of stars.

This was indeed ours,

And I slept, and o how I slept, happy to be that way,

For now, and for the rest of the day - 

With a dream as my pillow,

And with all the time in space to play.

And O how we played, time and I,

 between heaven and earth,

O how we played...

The Trials of Rudwin - the neverending story...

 Neverending in that I just don't seem to be able to finish this book...
  I don't know how long I have been writing this story - there must be two decades behind it.

  Of course I have been distracted.

  I have written other books.

  I have maintained a Youtube channel.

  I have my job.

  I find it almost impossible to just focus on one project.

  Thinking about it I know what it is that keeps tripping me up - and holding me back.

  Lack of focus.

  A lack of focus is my primary problem...

  I am working on to many things.

  Maybe I should just abandon some of my other projects and concentrate solely on the book.

  Maybe then I would find the ability to finish the final words and close the final page on the final chapter.

  I have a clear vision for the book.  

  I know where I am going with it.  I know how it ends.  

  I never wanted the work to be a long series - just one book, finish off the tales of all those characters, Rudwin and Hobbleweed and Bolderdof and the Elurger.

  Maybe I am suppose to take the book slowly.  

  Maybe some new ideas will flow to me in the following months.

  Or maybe I should just give up, turn the Macintosh off and walk away.

 Maybe the work is not meant to be.

  But I don't think so.

  Why?

  Because i do dream about the book.

  Yes indeed many a dream I have seen the finished book on the shelf or a table of many a phantom hall, hiding in the deep depths of the mind,

  Maybe I will just hack it out, to whatever end lies ahead of me.

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Littlest Seed Man (words) - WIP

This is work in progress but these are the words I am going to use for my new project Littlest Seed Man.  I am doing the artwork now, but the words are already written.  Here they are in full:

"i HAVE SEEN IT WITH MY OWJN EYES, the wild ways - the happy ways, the sad ways, the quiet and the calm, and the also everything in between - 

And today I shall see it again - all a thousand years - in one droplet of time - like the raindrops that fall from on high

I sail - though I stay in the same place, but in a hundred years one might sail to many places, and see more things than most will see - in more than a lifetime

I ENJOY HOW THE SKIES RACE - they dance - and change more times than anything else I see - and they never breath, they only flow

the most beautiful things in life are tortured the most - but when they are finally destroyed, they will return again more beautiful than ever before

THERE IS SOMETHING OUT THERE, ALL AROUND ME, THAT LIVES FOREVER, I'VE SEEN IT MANY TIMES BEFORE - IT'S AS WONDEFUL AS THE SUNRISE

I LIKE TO SEE THE COLOURS OPENING AND CLOSING - THE FLOWERS IN THE FIELDS, I NEVER TIRE OF SEEING IT - THOUGH I HAVE SEEN IT A THOUSAND TIMES BEFORE - THEY CHANGE AGAIN  AND AGAIN, BUT THE DANCE IS STILL THE SAME

I watched the tree grow wild and strange - it lived for a long time - such an interesting journey.  I am so happy to have been there to see all of it!

It was wonderful when I saw Grace fly for the first time - and when Gladda and Edda swooned beneath the grass blades 

I loved them very much - as they loved everything.

I saw them dance about - about - as I watched watched their parents and foreparents before

As they go about

I love it always

The light it glows fair and fine in me - and I shall always go about with it!  

I see it, the growing of things - the winding of things.  Blooming with colour and sound, I have seen wonder in the darkest of things.

Let us all go, and bind as one, upon the ground and above the ground, before the glory of the skies.

I walk upon a road I cannot see

But my mind knows it's there and says 'I should follow.'

And so on we go the words and I

by the many ways that show

into the waves and into the glades,

to wherever the rythmn will flow

and as we go we must be careful not to fall,

not to slip over to the other side

where the wily folk wait,

with their masks of sickly green,

watching with hollow eyes,

waiting with a smile that cannot be seen

But it's my road

and I'll follow it

even if it leads to nowhere

because sometimes nowhere is somewhere

Sometimes nothing is the only thing, the perfect place,

sleeping in the depths of a beating heart.

no matter how tough things get beneath me, 

or how heavy the storms overhead might be,

I keep up the footsteps one by one

Because I know out there somewhere there is the sun

gleaming wild and free,

set ready to embrace me

For that's how the wild way goes, beneath sun and moon,

One day I will learn the secret way of it, in the halls of gloom.

Maybe there is a magic brooding in the corner of the night,

who can say?

Maybe there is an end in sight,

Only time knows the way.

But for now I will be walking on,

travelling upon the racing seas of time - 

making through the jungle,

seeking the destiny that is mine.

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Being Alcoholic is a Glorious Misery - why so?

I thought there is nothing better than sailing on the inner seas of the mind, especially when the keys are turned to unlock the chains that bind the soul - my key is the happy cup, the brimming glass!

What adventures we had the two of us!

  Together we journeyed into places inside and out - but I can say without a doubt that we were indeed a happy little company, the glass and me!

We used to have a happy union, the cup and I; not so much anymore.

  It's like we've broken up.

  The keys have turned rusty, and are crumbling up in my hands.

There was a time when we could do things together, things that were halfway useful - but now my old friend leaves me lying on the floor with a broken head and broken voice...  The song that once did naturaly dance in my lungs and in my veins has been dried up - and now I walk in an empty land as bad as a desert in a lost land - only there is no border to this stark place - no sky with sunshine or flying moon - no air to breathe.

  I am in a deep well filled up only with the worst things a mortal life has to offer.  

  I think I have always been stuck in that well - and didn't realise it until now.  

  In the old days I could climb out of the hole for a bit to get a breather, that was back when I held the key in my hands...

  But now the key is gone, and I am stuck down here - in this place.

  Forever stuck...

Trapped in world that is filled with neither the light or dark - containing only one thing, a feeling: it is an endless yearning for something that never existed in the first place.

It never existed, that I know now for sure...  But the well has always been here, and I have always been down inside it.

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Sad Face

 

A sad face looks out mournfully over the world.

Whatever happened in its life?

What secrets, good and bad, does it hide.

Why does it weep?

Will anyone ever now the sorrow anything about the sorrow that lives in its face?

Maybe...

Maybe not.

But we shall sit back and think while the sad face cries tears of rain down from the skies and over our world.

Think of the face - for no one else ever will.

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The Conquest of Wonderland !!

 

No description needed.

The title says it all!

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Nighttime (New Drawing)

 

It is nighttime.

The world closes troo.

Will the curtains in the sky open again - 

We can only hope.

But in the void silent, invisible shapes collide - and in them, the ancient battle unwinds, as the destiny of the universe unravels...

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I have been drawing part 3: Strange fantasy creatures...

A series of strange mysterious creatures plucked out of the depths of another dimension outside our own...

 Look at the picture above.  Mysterious adventurers investigate a strange sleeping animal-beast.  What is this strange animal?  Is it benevolent?  Or is it dangerous?  For now it seems that it is very sleepy.  Maybe it will never wake up.  Maybe it will sleep with time - forever with the flow of eternal imagination.

On the edge of time and thought this strange creature floats in a vortex of madness.  We will never truly know what this creature  is.  Maybe it is for the best that we don't know!

Chaos broods on the edge of time - in this vortex madness and reality merge into a single entity - and new life forms out of the shadows, while ancient entities of old disappear into memory.

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