stultus et flosculus

What is a flower?
A flower is a thought.
It is one thing becoming another.
The unfolding of energy and matter.
It is a process.
The Process.
of one becoming another.
It is energy made manifest.
It is the bee that collects the pollen.
It is the jar of honey, it is me.
It is the cow that eats the grass
It is the milk that’s [...]

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Temps Perdu

Seeing the leaves fall from the tree
Had never truly worried me
but now I mark their brief descent
with morbid sense of lost time spent.
For does not the now naked tree
Bare against each winter freeze
Reflect the passing of my life for me
The World the Tree, our lives like leaves.
They served their purpose in season of sun
Harboured light [...]

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had enough

Having ventured back into art and photography after a period away from it and after ruining my life again by failing to have the health and pieces in place to make a clean break and change of career, I have realised why I left art in the first place.
So, again I am going to walk [...]

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