Propositions and Openings (50-60)

[50]   

Dropped in an unpropitious spot and given a short SF lifeline to figure out the systems and locate home (among the systems; not elsewhere). Ovid with the exile first. (i.e. knowing he’s not ‘just’ a farm boy). 

[51]   

I want to bring Nancy Dawson (e.g.) to life.     

[52]   

How I learned a sense of the night.               

[53]   

Feeding the Fear of Life.               

[54]   

The Dawn’s The Truth.               

[55]   

The guidance of the little boy is plain …           

[56]   

The street scene is Art. It’s fine. What sort of Art?               

[57]   

What is quest. I don’t go looking for sign, god, spirit. I have it and carry it in me. So what are the things sitting waiting to be found.              

[58]   

I don’t set out to be judged. I set out to judge.               

[59]   

To balance what’s not already evident.              

[60]   

The light kills.