Look back to land and see sorrow........*
Think of the classic tumbler of numbers on ping pong balls. Random numbers are drawn out and significance is made of these haphazzard matchings. They could be 4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42 or anything else. Someone will always find meaning in random pairings such as these. This could be an essay on the way the human brain tries to create order from chaos, or even emergence theory. Although I wish it was, I am me, after all. I wish it was. I tend not to spend journal time on useful things, or esoteric ponderings of any sort. Speaking of which, I asked people recently just for fun who came up with the theory of evolution, and before you answer, all of them were wrong. Certain distinctions between myself and others have made themselves sadly obvious of late. None of this is really important, mind you. But the real issue is hidden in there somewhere. I have not been around, and have not said much to anyone here, or anywhere else. I have a mountain of excuses, but I will keep them to myself for now. The simple truth is that I am not well. Bringing back my analogy, which I began with, any attempt I have made to answer for myself is like that tumbler. I don't have the presence of mind currently to say anything that isn't a random collection of words. The organizing factor just isn't around. But the feeling and motivation are more there than ever. This is an excercise in ambivalence, with a passion.
I want to thank my friends here for continuing to support me during difficult times. Please do not underestimate your kind notes and comments. Some of you have just asked me how I'm doing, and others have made me laugh so very hard. Either way, I am so very thankful. Here are only a few of the people that have been there for me lately:
selfless and a friend to end.
you have an amazing heart. And you make me blush every time.
What can I say? You are such a great friend. Dearly loved.
Dearest of the dear.
also,
beautiful is all I can say. No, I would also say Divine.
My lovely and kind friend. I adore you.
the most brilliant artist I know. And the most funny. Wicked combination.
my brother....don't tell your sister!!!!
Always, my friend. You are lovely beyond words. But we must find them!
Glad to have you back. Thank you, my friend, for your kindness to me.


I would also like to say hello to my new watchers:

very happy to meet you. You are very welcome here.
I want to feature France next, and I will start early with an incredible artist.


What I feel strongly about when I view his work is how welcome I feel. None of it tells me how I should feel about it, nor what I should think. Sometimes my imagination fails to do it proper justice, which is my responsibility as an observer, and to be in a role such as that is a gift. It is a conversation for the dilettante. There is nothing more gracious or generous than to allow everyone in. Even my words lack proper respect, but I love to have the conversation, even if I stutter and mumble the whole time. Did I mention that he is also a very lovely human? A quality that I like and respect even more, and I still feel lucky to have such friends here. Thank you, my friend.
At this point I want to feature some other wonderful images, starting where I started, but must intrude on myself <here> Just for a moment. I wrote this almost a week ago, and nearly lost the entire thing. I thought to re write it from the start, but I find that the contrast between what I said, and what I am now eager to say (as some of you have noticed, and I am sorry for the novels I have made you read) is just too odd to be ignored. So I leave the beginning as it is, and I will end on a rest note, and I congratulate you on suffering through my all too wordy presentation. We shall pick this up in the prequel, which may involve a little bruising and quite a bit of damage. No one does sequels anymore. When we meet next, I ask you to wear your favorite time travel clothes, and hold on to something…..Love you all. Missed you. Next stop……..the Past! - dave
And………back to France, and then elsewhere:
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……………..…………………………….............................Happy Birthday Melly! Where or when you are!


*Mekons - Ancient & Modern
(I really wish I had a link, it is the perfect soundtrack. Just find and enjoy. For now, I will supply the best I can. "Geeshie", done live and not wonderfully recorded, but off the same album. Be warned, and enjoy.  www.youtube.com/watch?v=SAZ0lu…)