Cliff
Thank you so much for these old photos. They awaken the slumbering enveloped memories, circumnavigate a simple piercing JOY rebounding now to me, from the simple but profound memories of that child hood, yes, that one, the beautiful, stunningly gorgeously miraculous one... in its physical form. The one that was mine. The one that I shared with some other luck ducky's like YOU, Clifford Quain my wonderful friend who telepathically knows EXACTLY what I require to pull me out of a dreadful self abasing wound that is my general emotion these days boo hoo.
When I looked at the photos this is what has happened. A reaction that is extremely beautiful, other worldly and intense...here goes my description, I hope I can do it justice...
Images ruffle by quickly, silently, some still, some movement - in my mind's eye see a large scale slide/powerpt presentation with no mechanics around it, the gigantic screen and quality of image. Flipping, flipping. Colour form shape all torn up with love and emotional breakdown (appropriate in this case!)
These images are massive gold to my psyche...emotionally monumental to me, like Eagles or other large birds of prey. Dead-pan, they zoom into my vision, where all the peripheral has been taken away - caught up and in - tangled beyond a capacity for words. This peripheral conversation a deep psychic language of the soul, as old maybe as the linear measurement of time due to earth humans speaking earth language on this planet.
So, we (we, meaning you and I, as I have somehow given you a window beside my outside self's window, we sit and watch together). We gently leave the peripheral. My self-prescribed acute intent is fostered brutally through the inner core of my physical being, the palates, the five points on my body that correspond with my worship elements - Earth Fire Water Air and Spirit (Love).
Back to Earth Susi. View the photos on the machine, as dear friend Cliff has sent them. The curve of the road, the gentle deep burrowing of the Precambrian Shield http://science4teens.wordpress.com/ecology-life-supported-by-the-canadian-shield/
I let my imagination go to work for me... and oh! How it loves to do that! The enormous mammoth animals and the then called Dinosaurs now called Birds, lumbering, gliding, spectacularly falling, charging, dancing, flying enveloping spirit hunger love sex red pulsating wet driven LOVE of body and sheer muscles .. causing that deep ancient calling from between my thighs aaaaaaaaahhhhh -
Can you IMAGINE those dinosaurs? Do you dare to see the feathers? As stated in the Wickipedia I just sent to you... "Moreover, fossils of more than twenty species of dinosaur have been collected which preserve feathers. There are even very small dinosaurs, such as Microraptor and Anchiornis, which have long, vaned, arm and leg feathers forming wings. The Jurassic basal avialan Pedopenna also shows these long foot feathers. Witmer (2009) has concluded that this evidence is sufficient to demonstrate that avian evolution went through a four-winged stage.[2]"
An hour or so ago I was all alone. I was weeping in self pity. I saw this emai. I opened it up. I read it and have responded quickly (here)..and now, I feel like flying with happiness, ready to share with the world, and to be of service as a human! I think I'll do so down at the beach!!! Thankyou!!!
I am a little fatigued from this writing/thinking/poetry...I need to recharge. So, as the luckiest woman on the planet, I will go down to the curve of the sea lapping up and over the sand onto my toes. It's still warm enough on this quasi-summer day to swim - although I am sure SOME people think it crazy. O well, it'll give them something to think about on their seemingly banal bus ride!
Lots of love to you - you brilliant philosophic transporter of emotions and true ancient friend love. You powerful Druid son, you good friend
