Sweet scents spread through my mind from a meadow inhaled years ago from somewhere else. "Borrowed scenery: Skakkei."
The outside world has given rise to many stories built around the search for obscure mountains. Mt. Analogue "can only be viewed from a particular point when the sun's rays hit the earth at a certain angle." Mt. Brown has been "on every map in the empire for sixty years as the highest on this continent. And no one even knows if it really exists." Unaware, we continuously circumambulate a void.
Gods dwell on mountains
because they share a dream
Seeing reality through
the energy of a tree’s growth, of a plant’s search
for light, of a branch's need for accommodation with its neighboring branches,
of roots of thistles and shrubs, of the weight of other realities,
natural means interdependent. So what we
In a dream last night, Marcel Duchamp is making a work of art. It is art because he is not making it from a large piece of card- board. With a wily smile he turns and seems to remember me.