Constant Progression

On the road we encountered authenticity in transition
Always moving forward
Never looking back
And this forthwith motion was an inevitable force
Slayed the black beasts strewn along its path
A teeming existentialist wake
As life can only be understood backwards
But it must be lived forwards
Skål, Søren
Fake out the night
A snapshot of the derivative of domestic still
Would reveal the deaths of lesser beings
Feeding the semblances of nostalgia in the glass menagerie
And children’s playthings
Puppets of the wayside murders
Passed in the driven moment under the halo of Reason
Memoirs and figurines of a fake life
Painted to resemble in living color
That which was lost in their retention
The mandalic essence of the downward spiral
Forsaken the grace of the natural dance
As it is not that life was taken
In the chase for freedom quite material
But that life was disgraced and there was no repent
A blind eye to the sacrifice
And we just kept moving forward
Hastening the production of things to epitome
In the still essence of the derivative snapshot of the race
Nothing left but deserts and brushstrokes
And stark snaps some decay
The vultures’ feast awaiting their talons
Beckoning to rip and tear
The carcasses of childhood dreams
Reminding us of the world’s soul
Outside the windows of transitional space on the road
The horizon of our finitude
Gently looming the direction of waning aspirations
Spinning the dress of our lives
In a grand linear motion
The resemblance of a divinity driven wind
And all the figurines they sat silent
In the company of vultures and death
They were still even in vibrant swathes of color
Emanating the essence would they represent
Amidst the tender loins of dead animals
As if they were soon to dine in memory of their creation
Having never known the spirits of their sustenance
Blind to the invisible hand that feeds our forward motion
This corporate life a constant progression
In the still hum of the process flow
Bury your rivals, not your desk

 

 

Muchas gracias por la inspiración, the cell, www.thecelltheatre.org, their exhibition, On the Road, January 17 to February 7, 2013, and particularly the work of Cara DeAngelis, www.caradeangelis.com

 

 Jason Greendyk, www.jasongreendyk.com