Lake Illawara. The Ski Park. |
Tyrants always fear art because tyrants want to mystify while art tends to clarify. The good artist is a vehicle of truth, he formulates ideas which would otherwise remain vague and focuses attention upon facts which can then no longer be ignored. The tyrant persecutes the artist by silencing him or by attempting to degrade or buy him. This has always been so.
Iris Murdoch.
The scaffolding collapsed far out to sea.
Constantly, he could see those glistening flanks disappearing into the waves.
A societal anagram, perhaps. The continental border, or the border of the real, giving away.
Beyond the horizon, always.
Ethereal, these contretemps.
And then they were away.
Experts at disguise, they could slither inside host populations, disappearing through bellies into beating flesh.
But visible or not, it was obvious things were not the same.
However beautiful these wild, forlorn, epoch changing events, there would be hell to pay.
It was not love, although he could hear them whisper constantly, I love you, we love you. But he had been too long at sea to trust them.
"I am the World Counselor," another declared.
And that was the exact point when he flung himself into the depths.
For there was nothing that could make him trust them, nothing at all.
THE BIGGER STORY:
The scaffolding collapsed far out to sea.
Constantly, he could see those glistening flanks disappearing into the waves.
A societal anagram, perhaps. The continental border, or the border of the real, giving away.
Beyond the horizon, always.
Ethereal, these contretemps.
And then they were away.
Experts at disguise, they could slither inside host populations, disappearing through bellies into beating flesh.
But visible or not, it was obvious things were not the same.
However beautiful these wild, forlorn, epoch changing events, there would be hell to pay.
It was not love, although he could hear them whisper constantly, I love you, we love you. But he had been too long at sea to trust them.
"I am the World Counselor," another declared.
And that was the exact point when he flung himself into the depths.
For there was nothing that could make him trust them, nothing at all.
THE BIGGER STORY:
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