i've decided that since my main interest in life right now is hanging out with my banjo(s) that i'll do some art with it... I did a drawing a long time ago and have somehow managed to lose possession of it's more physical form, so, i'll have to do another one. Just, better this time. that said, i've got some pictures to upload. I was pickin' along and saw some blue and red and white on my neck, reflecting on the polish, and noticed that it was the American flag i recently hung in my window after painting my walls and setting everything up... I saw a photo opportunity and took it. Enjoy,
a cyclical movement, the sense of organic time that is the
essence of space, travels through the universe that only has
the course of change due to the molecules of matter. Inside
is the spirit of creativity and ultimate dominance of all
living organisms - including the human mind, a system of complex
intracacies interwoven together such as a spiderweb that
connects to multiple limbs, endlessly experiencing entirety -
which allows the formation of wind, currents of water, mountains
crumbling to canyons and the beating of a heart. Each
sense evolving with the present by the order of chaos.
Now is the time of everything. Every now will affect the
organic shape of life, never ceasing to change and build
upon the previous now in order to help better create the
long awaited next now. A series of events all at once, an
instant birth by instant death, flowing in the figure eight
to form the perfect composition of the organic movement
- Jacob McClure
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