picking up the thread - 1

On 9 March 2012 23:58, Martin Law martin.rainbowmaker@gmail.com wrote:

.....so anyway,
two hours ago i started to write an email, then
chris arrived just as i typed the address. fully
intending to respond to a message, as of last night,
musing, was i online.
in fact, as they say, i had just switched
on the computer, only 3 minutes after a
send button to me had been pressed.
before that, i had just come
from a 3and a half hour nap. wasn't in a lucid
enough mode to write fluently with focus or
relevance, so decided to wait till a more
organic moment arose.
a rose is arose is arisen.
i'm fine actually, and
trust as you read you are too.
twas just as someone said to me in their email,
the mechanics of getting the organism to go
through the motions, and the screen was a bit
glarish, and maybe the blood adjusting its
thin-ness as we slowly emerge from the damp
of hibernation on the cusp of cold outside and
roasting inside, the groggy dormouse
syndrome. though i did then go on to listening
to an hour or two of bob dean and clifford
stone on kerry's blog. i am familiar with both
of them. two 'elderly',(i'm supposed to be
elderly), ex top secret clearance people
discussing their heartfelt knowledge of the
human/e.t. situation on earth.

artwork :
~ no.5 (other-dimensional),
martin law, 2007

clifford stone has some knowledge and
wisdom to impart. one point that i noted, and
they are speaking from experience, the
turmoil that's been the human
experience, involving benevolent and
malevolent intrusion from off(this)planet
humans, for a long historical time, is
witnessing an intervention from a third and
more humanely responsible group who are
not going to allow the folly on earth to
continue to cause harm, or even get any more
out of control. clifford expressed this with
noticeably compassionate and sincere
assurance. i'm aware that space-humans have
on numerous occasions fried nuclear
warheads on our behalf.
anyway, a big complex subject. perhaps, do you
know about it ?

artwork :
planet visitor,
martin law

i was in bantry today, as the kind post office
(oifig an phoist) always gives me some of that
paper which is so coveted, and to keep me
dependent in the matrix.it was quiet in town,
sometimes like the world is asleep, fluoride?
but i told everybody how pleased i am with yet
another cd. not to be missed, fresh off the
press, and it only took seventy years for it to
happen, just needed the right people for it to
happen to.
and with spring approaching out of the
nonexistent future. and a kind tulip is
tulipping and it's a mysterious dusky maroon.
garden's still a bit wet to do anything though i
find i have eight bags of peat compost, but no
rush, the growing season is always a bit
delayed if you're not a market gardener and it
works out doing a bit when it's pleasant
enough to do a bit. the play ethic works. the
indians just used to poke a hole and drop a
seed or a spud in it.
i sandpapered my kettle a bit to make it shiny
and get the grime off only to go, oh(!) seems to
be aluminium, and i thought it was....
and then slightly paranoidially, oh i hope
for stainless steel, 'cruach gan smal', you
know how subjective objectivity can
sometimes seem in retrospect, but at least
mine has thick limescale so phew, obviously
something is looking after me, and it's not a
god. gods don't give a toss about kettles and
the like, unless of course it's the god 'pan',
but no pan intended.
talking of pans......
think i'll just ingest a bit of the 'outside
world'. good for maintaining synergy. we pass
through it, and it passes through us. seems to
keep it 'not two'. ingenious system.
may you, as you read, have a spring in your step as you step
into spring.
bet that would sound good in irish.
like; go n'eiri an bothar leat/ may the road rise
to meet you. (but not too quickly, i hasten to
add.)