Thu 05 Sep 1996 09:50
Death by the cold northeaster, the dark storm
takes you there.

Vengeance, I want all those who have said good bye to realize that they have known something special something great. This is a poor feeling, because the love and greatness cannot work with the feeling such as wishing these people might feel sad at a loss. Wishing these people would feel happy at having known is still poor because I talk of myself. Wishing, wanting these people greatness and beauty themselves is the only way.

It is hard to not want to show up , deep springs, or even worse jd. It is hard, I hope I will feel it over or understand why or see what it is that makes it go on.

Passion,
Time

What is it about Kristen and the cold.

There is a time when I will be able to speak to her and still I freeze. One is mind and one is physical.

Meaning, it is cold out.

I wonder what she would say, I wonder how she would watch, what does she feel works.

The death of meaningful experience. This angle of focus no longer seems so relevant.

What is, then.

What is passion.

Take the time to think it out, feel it out, both, and why what happens when you have difficulty concentrating. Time time, go, go, even, now, Kick, kick,

and time and time and time and time

I think back and we have spent hours rowing, but I do not remember.

Two hours a day of my life is so blank as I try to remember.
I guess it is because we were so afraid or feeling the pressure of the oar.

That is good though, not to think.

What is the importance of memories. I will say none.

What is the importance of future aspirations?
What is the importance of future aspirations to the present experience.

You see there is a shorcoming to this way of inquiry. As allways, as all time.

It seems that to think is too lose. Sometimes to think is to despair, sometimes not .

No way, no thought, no time, go on, go on, and what does she think.

Smiling and I see the face of something, a raccoon, a cat, a ferret.

time.
time.
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9.5 1745
from wyeth report.

Wyeth's art can be better understood if we consider how he was raised. His father felt emotion, association and memory are the most valuable part of life.

"Anything less than total emotional involvement in work and in play is a deial of human life itself."1

anything less than total emotional involvement in work and in play is a denial of human life itself.

Once N.C. Wyeth wrote proudly of his children, " . . . they show an ability that will always give them a foundation reason why it is worthwhile to live, and secondly as they weave the textures of their lives the background of their memories will give them untold pleasures, and perhaps the basis upon which they can build an important life work."1

N.C. stressed the importance of the "sensing of new impressions and memory of old ones"1.

He felt it was valuable "to obtain the utmost of pleasure and inspiration from the simplest and homeliest events of life around you" because "the limitless ocean itself, the mountains and valleys of the world are of no greater importance in appearance or significance."

N.C. wanted wanted his children to be homesick when they left, and they were.


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