Control its curves, inhabit its dark corners
And listen to the hiss of time outside."
|Sea of Sunflowers|
La Charente Libre, on the future of farming here, I am not surprised to discover there are no skeptics re GW. Plans for 2085 are for cultivation, harvesting etc. to take place solely at night and in the early morning hours. Water in our enchanting emerald green secret garden will become scarce...the river of De-Nile ain't happening here.
But on this stolid morning it is a mere 90 degrees,
When I was a young armchair traveler I dreamed of going to exotic places transported by the stories from One Thousand and One Arabian Nights, Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves. I was sure I would find Aladdin's Wonderful Lamp, rub it and be granted three wishes. My uncle kept a threadbare oriental rug up in the hayloft of our barn, & I designated it as my "magic carpet". Somehow I missed out on how many of the tales' plots had to do with violence and virgins, Jinns, Ghouls & Apes.
le dejenoun, the Arabian mountain where the spirits and genies dwell, master the craft of storytelling, (he'd already gone a long way) the power of the curse -- the exalted the sacred and the divine! We would "write in bed in hotels in the desert", how could we go wrong??
"A Hundred Camels in the
Courtyard" - "Moroccan kif-smokers like to speak of the "two worlds," the one ruled by inexorable natural laws, and the other, the kif world, in which each person perceives "reality" according to the projections of his own essence, the state of consciousness in which the elements of the physical universe are automatically rearranged by cannabis to suit the requirements of the individual. These distorted variations in themselves generally are of scant interest to anyone but the subject at the time he is experiencing them. An intelligent smoker, nevertheless, can aid in directing the process of deformation in such a way that the results will have value to him in his daily life. If he has faith in the accuracy of his interpretations, he will accept them as decisive, and use them to determine a subsequent plan of action. Thus, for a dedicated smoker, the passage to the "other world" is often a pilgrimage undertaken for the express purpose of oracular consultation." BINGO.
Alors, as you have probably guessed by now, none of my cleverly constructed maps were ever circumnavigated, and Paul and Jane merrily lived out their creative lives without me.
I was searching for presence and essence all those years. The pilgrimage undertaken landed me in France where the real magic takes place: Here we have diamonds (organic manure) on the souls of our shoes, tapdancing through the sacred and divine paysage. The French farmers do wheelies on my heart. The invasion of rapacious empires is receding from our sunflower shores. The insatiable thirst for air conditioning and electric dryers is not quenched here. I have been granted three wishes: Liberte, Egalite, Fraternite along with the bonus of sanity, balance and harmony. Abracadabra!
|A picnic in the Vineyard with Valerie, the French stone mason|
OF THE EMPIRE
We will be known as the culture that feared death and adored power, that tried to vanquish insecurity for the few and cared little for the penury of the many. We will be known as a culture that taught and rewarded the amassing of things, that spoke little if at all about the quality of life for people (other people), for dogs, for rivers. All commodity. And they will say that this structure was held together
politically, which it was, and they will say also that our politics was no more than an apparatus to accommodate the feelings of the heart, and that the heart, in those days, was small, and hard, and full of meanness.
- Mary Oliver
|Festival of the Earth|
|The Devil - Tarot Metal Sculpture - St. Suzanne, France|