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In a frozen view of tainted truth seeking beyond the caged in view. I cannot not love in the scene of two yet if trapped as your me how can we be free? Stars let the drama teach if not for taking--ever then set alit in endless reach making.
and a seven year old poem in transition-ism-s:
Enmeshment reflections of gone and by the way: I let the go to lay and rest. I face a new path, ever-new. Known as now yet never "there." For what can there be apart from the midst from the center of the garden I seek...as memory fades into remembrance.
Greg Edwards
the link is to a blog with ~*~ and just one more and then another.
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Then the fruitious expance natural but to normal in The Garden of Three Suns...as seen in remote rapture recording strings through everywher ism and here now dorr adore ism.
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| All good things will come to fruition!!! This timely opportunity to shake the shaft and share wheat without is a best way to drop old habits in route. As many reasonable synergies shine all about, good things resonate beyond hate and doubt. This very Now a NEW HUMANITY awakens ABOVE the Dividing Station; and WE are armed with appreciable otherness. In every omni WHY way the kindest path to where WE have always been IS! As the First Stone the Last Stone turns in a constant magical mode conducive to remembering to as St. Frances put it: to finding, who is seeking. Just for a moment I am lifted beyond babble bondage as forged concepts are divided beside mans DIS-vanity like another un-feathered fallacy. AS many and All Believe unmistaken unhidden entering breezes...in a once upon a time way I have ridden! Did dead letter deeds mix crossroads with needs in endless wake taking as wars felt mask making in hindsight mistaken? Unlike the stars shifting for cognitive zeal earthquake mistake shaking is cliff lifting agreed in nature unmistaken! With a white shadow rainbow the old shades subtracted a new way to know has reflected to show us! Still in the end eye boulders grow older and then letting go pain leads to the window holder going with the KEY to UNGRASP the shoulder boulder. I want many specks in my folder before I gain not and grow older. And let knowledge flow seemingly slow in becoming and see sight and so as your own light becoming!!! Open two freed and one two times more like a name one thing breeds. Let us rise above those of wish want why and my ways with seeds sowing within the stone showing Like my mini-me clearly I see like last with no breeds in traditional ME needs. As it dictates into hollow point leads victors survive beyond bi-directional wording feeds...ever all about and how undefined is modes of art, and mostly intension: As important toward the enrichment of our self-efficacy as it ever was laughing but still lifted. Seeking meaning through the ambiguous world of art visuals relates to archetypal psyche-set wiring; and is for me a path to remembrance, the things implanted in I Am Inclusive at the dawn of time. When creating art or writing in spontaneous modes I find my mind baffled into back stage silence setting many left hands free to channel subconscious eggs in SUPER Rollover remittance. I try hard to dig deep and present shamelessly what I would not now choose to hold back in any way! To loose face in my art style would be to navigate into fear already known to have no reality extraneous to our imaginative creating. In Earth Land to delight many through a projective visual gateway portals constructed with an ever rising ing like rings on rungs singing like notes with winded words thundering form from the depths unique to each and thus tangible to all like when you realize each has within them their own riddle to reach. Using nature modes flowing throughout all media strive to live life in word seers voices without an s into the projective levels of context to rent every veil of forgetfulness...one bite at a time! Such is found in dreaming meaning as an ever higher resource ever filling as overflowing with contents incubated seer keys freeing gifts that we could not not have ever waiting: Now is the time to awaken in a world without end so be so be...now I think I can see why there is so many in We. Through poetry and visuals I am freer and more WE-er! Could I ever wish for more as a mode toward meaning in the setting free of natures voice ever dreaming through a single hand dreaming more than my me alone. With cubic words resurrected I speak THUNDERING FRUITIONS from the Key Resurrection Tower ABOVE the Dividing Station! I am either everywhere and now here. The ambiguous world of visual contemporary art beckons us all to make better sense out of our experiences and encourages us to come to present time. Every there and then mentality will fall short! This is a great opportunity to share many good things about how art is an important conductor fully worthy as a healthy cross-cultural link for potentially enriching self-efficacy throughout every demographic rung without semantic toxins. Seeking meaning in the out of the ambiguous world of art and poetry relates profoundly to commonalities stored in the deepest cognitive recesses of humanity long overdue in our necessity NOW for Global Harmony...now:) It is absolutely targeted within every sleeping resonance as everyones rebirth as Our WE; and for me a path to reinstate an all-inclusive equality nurturing honesty, acceptance, and respect! Darkness shining not into the light WITH FIRM CONVICTION IN THIS TRUTH instantly disempowers ill-willed ego-based drives in positions of Egocentric Power Thrusting and paranoia ploys to justify Exclusive demortification On every global members toes! The concept of natural freedom from sea to shining sea makes the next higher rung as a perfect all-inclusive circle. I have a right to be me and in this mode I can see divinity as the double-edged sword teaching to reach and revealing dead letter delusions shaped by mans Inkblot envisioning projections and division. This Land is OURS NOT THE THREE PERCENT ELITE! THOSE MISLED ALPHABET DEAD LETTER ZONES WITH MICROPHONES! Thus WE ARE only with winged words. Outlines to a perfect resurrection like wheat all about grown and woven in super forms of a crown with many colors for your you in collective infusions to rerail TRUE top walking in every shining eye seeing self in appreciable othernes; like a loosened self in truth and in Light; to be THIS NOW will be when seeing is the innate things implanted in every soul AWAKENED until the dawn of time is transparent and shown clearly. Thank you for reading...Dearly! Greg Edwards |
Here is a first series example of: Amino Fields
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3 Comments
julie Marks 02 Jan 2008
Gregory, You work never ceases to amaze me and your writing is consistently brilliant. I love all the metaphors and symbolic meaning of your keen intellect and deep soul. You are an extraordinary man. I ordered some of your prints to enjoy, this magnificent piece is one of them. I hope to have a collection of your brilliant work. I want to wish you a healthy and creative New Year and more contact with you as one of my dearest friends.Jerry 18 Oct 2006
Powerful details and colors!Angelina 18 Oct 2006
VERY NICE , KINDA WOODY CAN SEE UNDERGROWTH AND KALEIDOSCOPE DREAMS !!