fertile upper husk
in the cold longing of your winter i was burning up in my summer, i replaced blue light for white and i became fried, i became crystallised like the many flowers of grass
The only possible way to write is to respond. There are infinite given opportunities to do so, the important starting point is to identify the opportunity, and search for the line between the given and your response to it, and then to reunite them. To start writing, to start thinking at all, from a place of nothingness is impossible… say that is the opposite of consciousness; say that we are always responding, and through each response we define the gaze out of which we seek more to respond to. This is not unconscious, don’t say anything is unconscious. Everything I have done, I have done, and I knew it, later or earlier. Each event within me has equal prescience. i promise you i have been consciously, decisively, actively, choosing the way in which cognition expresses through Me particularly, i’ve chosen what I respond to. The concept of unconsciousness is akin to that place of nothingness, there is no where to respond here, and you never have responded from here.
The only possible way to write honestly is to have little time, to respond quickly in the gaps of conversation before you feel you might drown. What is this? The unbearable feeling that you have not united your response with what is given to you, that it is broken and desperate within you, and will soon be lost if you don’t Think - then Move: Speak, or Write. Scatter seeds on ears that will listen, unite with your Response, and then…. Okay yeah move on. Scattering seeds is done in one swift movement, because the Scattering is the thinking itself, once it is done it is done. So I had not anything else to say to you all.
And yet……………there is a new possible way of writing, responding to the response. Return to each seed, and contemplate them becoming something Real. I have scattered much in my time, because it was the only possible way! But there is a new possible way, of watching each Thought flower, meeting this flower and letting the flower and I respond to each other. this is what I intend to do. Before I can conversate with my own thoughts, I have to tend to one patch of Screen, write Properly in the new possible way.