protective mechanisms

i knew there would be emptiness in the days following the closing of my performance, but i did not quite expect the emptiness to be quite so emptying. it’s like the performance never existed. nothing magical, nothing transforming, no major shifts have occurred. the performance was this joyous aspiration. but now i am back on earth and dealing with taxes and medical appointments and job interviews and possible relocations, and delayed flights, and missed connections with flights and humans,  all of the elements that converge into Samsara, and the perpetual search for liberation from the constraints of all of my protective mechanisms.

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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