“…realization that life is indestructible and that there is no such thing as time, only the present.” (Henry Miller)
“Art ought to be something funny and a trifle boring.” (Dadaist Jacques Vaché)
Well, that let’s me in. Or out.
On the plane now, window seat, sitting next to a tall, beautiful, young woman – ropey black strands of hair caught in her folded elbow – engagement ring on her left hand; hosties downaisleing, serving water, coffee. Etc. Blue sky above the sun-dazzling wing, and oceanic, vast, white cloud below. Trying very hard I still manage to spray milk on my Beatles T-shirt and now, NOW!! chew carefully on a complimentary Bounce Coconut Cacao Delight (gluten and GM free) which, strangely, (truly!) resembles a kangaroo turd.