reflections_upon_sky mahayana the water illusion , for instance, which seems only the reflection of the sky from heated air ~[practically colored air]~ ::in its milder manifestations it is always present::colored aircolored air practically colored air 020417 ... admit one if the sea was reflected upon the sky and not the other way around, it would be like one sea on top of another. like dimensions making love. intense color gradience converging into the horizon, the interplanar intersection. somewhere behind that reflection of the surface, would be a conceptual reflection of a dolphin or a whale soaring through the heavens or a starfish clinging to the reef at the bottom of the... sky. and then there's me somewhere inbetween the reflection and the reality, like i was the only pillar supporting the mirroring firmament from collapsing with a splash to the sea. 020424 ... lobsterman then the firmaments were separated to make room for man. Or maybe man came along and separated the firmaments. A wink's as good as a nod to a blind bat. 020424 ... Louis MacNeice Refusing to fall in love with God, he gave Himself to the love of created things, Accepting only what he could see, a river Full of the shadows of swallows' wings That dipped and skimmed the water, he would not Ask where the water ran or why. When he died a swallow seemed to plunge Into the reflected, the wrong sky. 020424 ... stork daddy oh me oh my, i've jumped into the wrong sky, I am drowning not soaring though i wanted to fly. It was blue enough, and deep enough, so you can see why, I dove towards it openly as if it was sky. And though it makes no sound, i let out a sigh. And continue updownwards through my substitute sky. Because in the air i can jump but not high, Or i can jump from high places and fall from on high. But in this sky i can fly, i can fly fly fly, in this sky i will rise, i can fly till i die. And if underneath the real stars, a twinkle catches your eye, that's just the constellation me saying goodbye 020424 ... stork daddy there's gotta be a bottom for there to be a reflection. Can you feel it when i hit your bottom? heehee 020425 ... god knight riders in the sky 020620 ... starboy It's big, blue, and empty. What's it to you? 030814 ... nomme mornings when i wake the dreams drive me to the window the sunrise morning rushing over the mountains the way i am locked in place afraid to stop looking too sleepy to keep my eyes open 030814 what's it to you? who go blather from