Showing posts with label ambiguity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ambiguity. Show all posts

Sunday, February 14, 2010

resistance is futile, you said

So - it seemingly is.
But something is up and I am beginning to get your measure.
I can see you in my dreams, just.
I can hear you.
I think I know who you are.
Because you con-
verse with me.

Random play?
I will overcome
and your seeming protection will shatter.
The veil no longer invisible.

Friday, November 27, 2009

I wrote this in July for something else. Balanoe.

in hear im rebeooa over there im phoebe must be the oe oe ooeoeeoeoeoeoeoeo or maybe the ph or possibly just the be what am i saying im certainly uncertain somuoh ambiguity but im going with the flow hear to find out more so many multiple layers with the oonoept of olosing the gap no ooinoidenoe symmetry toit perfeot balanoe balanoe lovely word balanoe off to float in my balanoe oanoe sea the words naturally i have amyn people i wish to say amyn toooooo

Friday, November 20, 2009

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Truth is ..

.. today I am feeling tired, confused, fed up, frustrated, uncertain, disappointed and I am struggling to deal with my current circumstances.

Harumph.

And grrrrrrrr.

Because I'm even feeling a little bit aggrieved.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Ambiguity

Ambiguity is magic, the man once said. Or maybe he said it twice? There's power in the signs all around us, he said. Or maybe he said its might?

Nothing survives without water in a desert, he said, and this much I thought to be true, but perhaps he said it differently, like a desert can survive on just dew?

It holds the potency of a secret well kept, he said, and sometimes the perils of alarm, because ambiguity has the complete capacity to allure, persuade and disarm.

It's a fine line between realism and fantasy, the man once said, or maybe I heard it twice; as there's often more depth to dialogue, he added, if you really listen in life.

Symbols add yet another dimension, he said, with the power to ignite the mind, as if reaching inside to unravel the layers that envelop us most of the time.

We also miss the point, he said, when we only see one meaning. because ambiguity often multiplies and it's as frequent as my breathing.

Ambiguity is the resonance - he said, an echo off a mountain: something you thought you might have heard, but can't be totally certain.

Ambiguity is the magic, he said, of sensing something new: the enlightenment that comes from learning, and having not just one insight, but a few.