Okay... that was sorta cool, eh, Jim?

Mark this spot right now.









I want more than anything to mark the earth with my triangles from Sharpened Eye. The Sharpened Eye can see all of the mirrors and complexes of the triumphant earth and with it we call up vertexes to form a greater understanding of the world we live in.

The Sharpened Eye is a state of pure feeling... not a state of mind or a way of looking at the world. Health teachers and councilors and all the people who deem it upon themselves to take the depressed and the crumpled and realign them to create a better society dreamed up perspective. If you look long enough the arcs and the beauties of what is called the "mundane" begin to show themselves. Inside of the body there grows a newer feeling of life and of living and of breathing air and of seeing pattern and shape in the world around the body and in the smooth, flowing shape of the body.

Look out your window right now.



Did you see color? Did you see shape and line? These are the fundamentals of The Sharpened Eye. With vison comes a source of uttmost bliss and freedom. Let your mind clear, and drain like tank water full to the brim and empty out. Then, look out the window again.

This time, REALIZE. Every person has The Sharpened Eye inside, just some bury it away and don't practice it and it is weak and wobbles unstable and blurry when they try to use it. REALIZE everything you see. Continue EVERY line into the infinite distances it proposes, meld colors and shapes together, break them apart. Let your eye fall on the brightest and then stop and blink it away. Focus on one thing, then feel how the entire world bends and bows around that one thing and be delighted.

I do not mean to sound like some instructor or drill master or specialty source of things. I would rather like that my friends and the ones that I feel close to could feel the way that I have been so lucky to uncover in my time here in this whorling cloud of shapes and color and emotion. I want every person to gain the way to beauty and discovery. Most of all I want to explain.

And as of right now, no explainations for the heat of passion that this world embraces have been discovered. The binding spiraling trusses of the innermost energies of this planet and this universe that go off and dance in some distant place far from where my eye lands have meaning and order and a trigger of light and sound that march off my ears and eyes as I compose these words.

To feel truly amazing, I would like to involve the transformations of objects and colours over time into my daily life with more effect and reason. Humans treasure powerful sunsets and watching fires.... this is the beginning of what I wish, but to realize these things from hour to hour with a clarity that is reserved for sunset watchings is something that few have been able to maintain.

In the light of observation, I must also mention the absolute beauty of sound and of how it marks my life as much as the passions bound in vison. Ambiences grace our lives, but we do not care to capture and savour them. I ask you next time you go to a crowded place to close the eyes for a moment and drink in the sea of sound that glows around you. In this sense, vision is almost as powerful, the lack of color and shape... yet still graced with the visionary inflections of shape and colour your eyes produce against closed lid are amazing.

I must also profess my love for music. In it's loom I find such peace... from it's cloth myself and others are healed and supported, and most of all... we are subjected to the imagination and power associated emotion that is tied to the notes of music. This is incredibly relieving to me, personally, that humans can touch their fellow humans so deeply... even though it may be only a few individuals who accomplish this with the grace and bliss of The Sharpened Eye.

Milestone. Warp and weft, milestone. Makeshift. Marker and plotted neatly. 10 inches long, but no longer dreaming.