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“…through me, freedom and the sea
will make their answer to the shuttered heart.” – Pablo Neruda
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Jé Maverick
9:00 PM Tuesday, September 22nd, 2020 4 years ago
More Than A Perception
It's more than a perception, if anything it's a rift, torn open by the actions of all who have occupied spaces before us. A leper squatted here, mute with the impediment of stigma, no longer seen as any parts human but all parts disease; a king lay there, drunk with the pleasures of a thousand concubines, tormented by those of his court who lust for thrones; here's the place a suicide had her final deep blue pulse of thought: the earth was touched by each one, time and space covered them equally with touch, memorised their delicious bodies and filled itself with the intentions of their spirit.
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Jé Maverick
7:53 PM Monday, September 21st, 2020 4 years ago
Or: Minds And Hearts
In a universe of universes, everything remains causal. (One cannot find anything in a universe of universes that does not have a relationship with things within a universe of universes.)
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Jé Maverick
7:44 PM Sunday, September 20th, 2020 4 years ago
On Longing To Be An Automobile
On those days that I long to be an automobile, I am practising not being judged for the things that I am not. I am not a sliver of smooth quartz in the wild indigene hand. I am not a Warhol nude. A cave‘s gaping silence. Lower altitude. Bluegrass.
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Jé Maverick
11:00 PM Saturday, September 19th, 2020 4 years ago
Come out of youself. Be a fire.
I stretch, immersed in the scent of dew and fresh day, summer-new and hale, the scent of clarity and rebirth. Everything is opening to light. On the horizon, mauves and butterscotches bleed from the retreating darkness, lilacs and oranges seep like watercolors from the ascending furnace of the sun, and the pastel origins of an azure future gather in number across the sky.