eventide

its not a place anyone is likely to ever find me...

ok, you know the story of the catapillar and his transformation,
i believe that is me. and this grass jungle, way down here, beneath your feet
it has served me well.
but it is almost time for the re-emergence-. something i feel. i feel tonight.

by sitting, and thinking as strongly as my physicist father ever did,
and yes, with all the power of the artist within me,
20 years of impecable training, and
thoughtful commitment
to one thing -
yes, it is there
(power hardly ever tapped. rarely seen or heard in my life
but yes yes yes, within, it is there!)
i am beginning the process to make some amazing things

things that will shake people. knock their pants off.-

a young woman came to me after the show
in Oslo,
or the other show,
in tears, thanking me for my piece.
and i tell you,
that was nothing
compared to what is coming.

i believe the only thing that can hold me back
is diddling. it sucks your time and energy more than you realize,
the side projects. the entertainment.
i dont mind the trays and clothes and shoes you build
or the neighbors you bake pancakes for,
but the ... i dont know...
i need to be more careful with my energy. i blow it off sometimes. breathe, focus.
take regular breaks. just to gather it. remember in the church, in the mornings, how you
would focus, like daddy, its your gift, conjure it.
believe it,

that sense, i ve had for 3 days now, that i am in power again.

hm.m. is this tunnel really ending soon? hard to believe somehow, and yet....