On
Banksy’s website there is a frequently asked questions page in which
the street artist answers critics who say his work is “crass, dumb and
simplistic.” Banksy’s response is that they are correct. “Most of this
stuff is designed to be viewed from a moving vehicle.” :)
I'm away from all that I seek, never certain that this is the right or just thing to do. With all the madness which surrounds our lives, yours, mine and theirs ... we can find a way, out of this madness together ... to be not away from that which we are seeking. For in searching recklessly we may lose what we have always had yet never grasped. I therefore intend here and forthwith ... with sacrifice, patience, understanding and love to inspire within my world, yours, mine and theirs ... all that can become from the anguished, resented, tormented and frail heart which has been mine for what seems like an eternity. I have had such experience with these dark expressions to last ten lifetimes and then realized something ... you have been communing with this very old soul. For indeed I have lived ten lifetimes and I have become weary of the journey. Could you not then, refresh this old spirit of mine with your kindness and compassion? For these and many other reasons are the very things that I seek, yet have been denied due to the mundane, narrow-minded view of what some might describe as justifiable.
Carlos J. Diaz, Sr. Music: Theme from: Brokeback Mountain Opening sequence: Playing for Peace
A very long time ago, there were no groves because
everywhere was a grove with no roads to bisect and no people to erect
stones and fences and bridges. The trees were very, very young and had
much living ahead of them. The enormity of their lifespan loomed in
wooly mists around them, so they stretched out their root fingers and
wrapped them around each others’, intertwining and holding very tight.
The ferns found pockets of root fingers where they could nestle in and
the moss stretched itself out over the soil and everything became very
soft. The trees grew and made patterns of light and dark on the ground
and the vines swirled in to trace the patterns. Spotted spiders moved
back and forth and up and down, making nets to catch the mist, and the
mist would linger on the nets in drops that cupped the light. It was
very quiet all the time because the trees needed to focus on their
lives. It is not easy to grow so much, for so long. Some trees became
tired and lay down on the soft ground; others leaned and rested their
tops on another. And when one tree had to stop, another would grow out of it and reach very high into the grey and gold sky. "Growing is forever", they whispered.
Go for a walk, if it is not too dark. Get some fresh air, try to smile. Say something kind To a safe-looking stranger, if one happens by.
Always exercise your heart's knowing.
You might as well attempt something real Along this path:
Take your spouse or lover into your arms The way you did when you first met. Let tenderness pour from your eyes The way the Sun gazes warmly on the earth.
Play a game with some children. Extend yourself to a friend. Sing a few ribald songs to your pets and plants - Why not let them get drunk and wild!
Let's toast Every rung we've climbed on Evolution's ladder. Whisper, "I love you! I love you!" To the whole mad world.
Let's stop reading about God - We will never understand Him.
Jump to your feet, wave your fists, Threaten and warn the whole Universe
That your heart can no longer live Without real love!
