Space that doesn't curve

     Blue in Green has overwhelmed me today. Memories had rushed back, memories of amazing musicians whose talent I got to bask in. I would wrap myself in music almost every day of my life, for years, and visit hidden worlds. The gratitude I feel towards all who share their love for life through art of everything is ... indescribable, immense, Hokusai's Wave big. I remember love because of them - the kind that comes from between our lives. I better go listen now, before the song ends...

I'm crocheting hats for the stars,
hugging
wind with my hair,

tracing footprints in my thoughts - 
looking for that wrong turn,
searching for the right path.

stamping smiles on the waves of emotions.

 

 

Song written on a guitar that was tuned as:
bottom string - маленькая серебряная овечка в космосе,
second string - empty hall, no audience,
third string - тёёёёплый шарф,
fourth string - melancholy,
fifth string - philosophical hot chocolate at midnight,
sixth string - a hip jazz musician.

I have to day today

     I lay and gave in and it showed itself. My brain had calloused over in the past 6 years. Became rigid, static, encased. A piece of that shell came off on the Genesis and exposed the raw material inside: the boundless, the endless, the possible. I need to sit now and feel. While it's so very fresh, I want to apply all I am and create. More, always more, the ever-expanding life that I never wish to end.

     Looking to ground a grater while grating chocolate, the process of which builds static electricity, sending chocolate shavings all over. Thoughts?

     Я помню ту безветренную ночь, когда я впервые услышала шорох свёртывающихся сухих листьев. И тот день, когда я увидела фракталы в облаках. А ещё был тот момент "аха!" когда я увидела линию на воде, в речке; что она разделяет? Однажды я разломила веточку тополя и нашла там звёздочку. Много чего могу назвать и показать. И ведь всё это пришло ко мне уже во взрослом возрасте! Вселенная безгранична, и человек тоже. Теперь я передаю свои "знания" дальше, детям. А может, сохранить парочку на то время, когда они будут старше меня, чтобы не забывали волшебство?

photo credit goes to Melissa Walker