splintered diamond mind

"The creative life ! Ascension. Passing beyond oneself. Rocketing out into the blue, grasping at flying ladders, mounting, soaring, lifting the world up by the scalp, rousing the angels from their ethereal lairs, drowning in stellar depths, clinging to the tails of comets. Nietzsche had written of it ecstatically-- and then swooned forward into the mirror to die in root and flower. << Stairs and contradictory stairs,>> he wrote, and then suddenly there was no longer any bottom; the mind, like a splintered diamond, was pulverized by the hammer-blows of truth."

Henry Miller, Sexus, 265

In the mind-world ideas are the indestructible elements which form the jewelled constellations of the interior life.

henry miller, sexus, 264

I will start with water and candlelight. For this is like me sitting next to you, without speaking. I am the candle flame above the steaming water. Though there is no wind I sway and flicker on the walls. I am reflected in you. We sit apart but together make pictures entwined. You invert my image, twist & turn in backwards, I light your watery expanse. We both seem to be still but are moving. Together we make steam chains, light particles underwater-- we make light then dark against the bottom of the bathtub. Together we are seamed at our edges, we are sewn by our opposite. We are quiet together but make columns on the cold window sill, lit from inside sill to outside storm. We make molecule clouds underwater-- watery shapes. Steam and smoke are the parts of ourselves that can entwine in real time.

(dec 19, 2012)