Some reflections from the few days spent in god's own country.
the first indecisive pedals to the now finality of things.
from the corners being the observer, there is now a sense of being observed.
broken and soldered, indeed, like all the cycle parts, but never sound.
the soldering is essentially bringing together of two parts of the same element with the help of some other, previously unnecessary, but in the immediacy of things, elevating it's status to a V.I.T. (very important thing) element.
Flowing in the fresh water rivers, perched utop watery bridges, slipping off, sliding into, falling face down, the water cleanses each time...the sweat mixes, becoming one. Where one ends, the other begins.
Did the river know when it would meet the sweat and did the sweat know it would mix so well..in the river..
and when the sweat meets the river..will the sweat loose itself in the river..or will the river be river because of the sweat mixed in it..?
(penned on 1 November 2010)
the first indecisive pedals to the now finality of things.
from the corners being the observer, there is now a sense of being observed.
broken and soldered, indeed, like all the cycle parts, but never sound.
the soldering is essentially bringing together of two parts of the same element with the help of some other, previously unnecessary, but in the immediacy of things, elevating it's status to a V.I.T. (very important thing) element.
Flowing in the fresh water rivers, perched utop watery bridges, slipping off, sliding into, falling face down, the water cleanses each time...the sweat mixes, becoming one. Where one ends, the other begins.
Did the river know when it would meet the sweat and did the sweat know it would mix so well..in the river..
and when the sweat meets the river..will the sweat loose itself in the river..or will the river be river because of the sweat mixed in it..?
(penned on 1 November 2010)
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