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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

mysterious muse

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My smile is an elastic bridge that stretches from here unto Neptune. I've gone to pry open the  pale faced moon of a cocoon pontooned on the south side of Sydney. I will handle you like a silly boy that is discovering the craft of seducing the body of a fine piece of art for  the first time.

Shaky, delicate, curious, eager,anxious passionately my hand hovers over your shell. mimicking the way I imagine  your mind to fall onto a naked  beach of memories slowly pulling back into your body every detail of anything and everything you love, or have ever loved.
My hunger for you is  untying the threads to what you have sewn into your most  sensitive places. Leaving traces of where my beast now paces.  my  thoughts are  now running as   slow and honest  as the honeydrip off of a healthy hip. I can hocus  on the magic that exists in all realms of existence . not just in majestic spaces of newborn faces galloping with  Unicorns  in divers places..   you have crossed the boundary of realness.
You stepped out of a  fairytale designed by your own powerful mind, to find that you are the creator and savior of your own time. You brought me to you. I will gladly  come, with  my spine stretched thru the earths mantle to dismantle any loose thoughts of your fantasy that just turned real. you became alive in the creation of your thoughts manifesting your desires  in the flesh. Space is only noise if you can see  it. What is beauty to you if you refuse him ?
What am I to you if  you never  loose him  ?
What will be the next boundary to cross? Will it be oceans? Will it be the space between my face and yours.  Will I ever cross the valleys and mountains of your cracked  lips ? Will I ever be able to touch you in the same fashion  As I have touched   your gift to me?  I see you wild and untamable.  I see you naked  and beautiful.  I see the creature, eagle lion whale panther lover mother brother. I see the woman, I see you. I see the inception.
Last modified on Thursday, September 01, 2011
Jeremiah Taylor

Jeremiah Taylor

Who I am as an artist is who I am as a human I do not separate the two.  Art is not my god, it is my religion. God is the author of me and I the author of my art. 

 Art does not come from doing, it comes from being.  Being honest in the creation and discovery of art/ life, is my integral responsibility to both paradigms. Thru  art and philosophy  I find my strongholds ,and shortcomings. Art for me is a one of my connections to God, and clarity to becoming a better human. I am nothing more or nothing less, than what I express. .....feel me...       

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