“I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.”

                                                                                      Marilyn Monroe       

he couldnt say where he found the quoterecovering it this morning from a hasty untimed undated notation in a Canson Sketch pad his daughter thoughtfully gave him for Christmas in 1999 she had written on its first page  The only boundaries we have are in form. There are no obstacles in thought.

                                                                       a second fantastic quote

on the face of the notebook featuring a sketch of a hatted man in a forest clearing sketching an eight-point buck in profile above it he printed undated untimed “Where are they? Where are they?” Dylan Thomas’ last coherent words beneath that he wrote his last incoherent words were probably more important they may have been his attempts in a newstrangewonderful tongue to describe unearthly visions images artfully beautifully brushed on an undulating fog of approaching annealing death

                                   perhaps

since a boy hed been impressedappreciative of hard gems such as they slivers shards chunks that when theyre held  turnedslowly deftly in different coloured lights intensities magnifications imaginations  beyond what the words said meant their MORE their DEPTH  poetry 

                                         incoherency   to be divined

Thank you for this morning, Marilyn.

1259,  Reggaefriday,  6  10. 23

1024,  Saturday,  7  10. 23