By self-enchantment, alignment and iconoclasm the divine artist ensorcels belief, identifies with its apotheosis and, through his complete identification, the object or icon of belief ceases to be other. — Andrew Chumbley
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Reflecting on Misdeeds Past and Yet to Come (redux) by GAR
“They always say time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself.” ― Andy Warhol
This is another where I love all three pictures. Two of them are older ones having to do with time and machinery and a certain resistance I have to both. It was around this period when I had the realisation that in all likelihood I had read over half the books I would ever read in my life and I heard the clock ticking away. Of course time exists as a construct. Something to measure change against that actually works to stifle change. Don’t believe me? When was the last time you had to meet a deadline and found that it stifled any creative course that you might have taken? Time used to be how we marked the changes in ourselves and our environment but the servant has all too often become the master. We can free ourselves yet too often we embrace our servitude to the tick tock tick tock that we consider our existence.
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Woman of Uniqe Vision Confronted by Faces of Time (redux) by GAR
Shifting influences
calling to me
Messages coming through
The kaleidoscope turns continuously
and only a fool believes
that he is the same
from day to day.
Will I allow this
or move forward resisting?
Friends, alliances…nothing is constant
except the new face in the mirror
as the winds pick up.
The art of becoming
Putrefaction
The egg cracks
as the new is born
The egg cracks
as the new is born
The newest rebirth of the butterfly
as the Phoenix rises
salve et coagula
Become…
Why do so many of us feel the need to choose between different aspects of ourselves?? We focus on the material or the spiritual at the expense of the other as others focus on the heart or the head at the other’s expense. We are at the crossroads of so many continuums and it is only by discovering and utilizing as much of ourselves as possible that we can become more.
“That Angel who was brave enough to buy his independence at the price of eternal suffering and torture; beautiful enough to have adored himself in full divine light; strong enough to still reign in darkness amidst agony, and to have made himself a throne out of his inextinguishable pyre.” -Eliphas Levi
Whispers and silent echoes
I send forth to learn more
and receive visions
Crystalline ships at sea
They reach out to me
and I see her face
Her face comes towards me
with gleaming fangs
and I am lost
Does one opinion that you disagree with invalidate everything other statement that a speaker makes? If an author whom you respect who writes on subjects you are interested in posts something that you disagree with based on your own understanding, does that mean that everything they write afterwards is also wrong. Life is seldom so black and white in my experience.
Reflecting on Misdeeds Past and Yet to Come (redux) by GAR
Repose by GAR
Masque Calling by GAR
