patteren: fragments

magnificat

[mag4]
magnificat: a series of secrets: tantalizing secrets, and deeply personal to someone: but sadly, or perhaps not so, they are not effable: and so it follows that they are necessarily abstract: though not completely: they do contain secrets: sweet cares wind my heart ...

[mag5]
magnificat: is not about the moral code, it is in some way, but not in the shallow sense: it is placing decorum before virtue and obscuring the normal relationship between the two: there are flowers and angels and women and poetry — it is certainly about the line between things and therein lies the secret, ... but some wisdom certainly that was excavated and found, or translated ... at the very least it is non-conventional, turned on its head — Nefertiti, rose windows, nine foot Persian stone flowers ... it is above all a tribute ... fortune's fortune

[mag6]
magnificat: the man who sees beyond the sky, but that's so beautifully and generously put: to imagine what it is that is beyond the sky, which we ever must, visions of the invisible: and blessed to him who guards his insight is at the heart: that is why it is magnificat secrets and not magnificat common denominators: it is the netherworld where in order to maintain the image of what we see takes something we know not how to acquire: it is for certain the inverse of our dreary lives, the lives in which we earn our daily bread, but literal bread, nothing exciting, but full of magic nonetheless: the dream of truth's lunacy ...

[mag7]
magnificat: is an image: an image so common and vital that it has become unnoticed: it is an image of mother and child: it is taken for granted: this repeated and marginalized treasure: there is something there that everyone can see but they all ignore: until one day when a story is to be told: a story is to unfold: the image is to make its mark: to do so it disappears: it’s omnipresence is its undoing: its ubiquity is its cloak: its originality is its disappearance: its endurance is its absence:

[mag10]
magnificat: the code is like a childish language: it’s as if it can’t quite get to the intent of the origin of the thought, it is getting sidetracked, but in a charming way, a way that actually leads somewhere, like a trap door, that is actually more exciting than the original intent: concepts suddenly become characters who evolve and talk about not so serious themes, because they know better: because they know the secrets: they also have memories and memories built upon memories: they have systems but their systems have two purposes: to accomplish what they are meant to accomplish and also to be beautiful systems: and they can fly:

[mag11]
magnificat: is a puzzle: a puzzle that is being created as it is being put together: happy memories that were seldom: important for a diary are the scratched out things: the hated and rejected things that make the other things beautiful: these beautiful things can’t be beautiful without the scratched out things there to remind one: that the most direct route is not always most precious: that progress is sometimes backtracking to correct mistakes: that not forgetting and finding what one once had is rare:

[mag14]
magnificat: is impervious in a delicate manner: permanent, but as a series of fleeting things: audible secrets that are hard to catch: a cryptic truth that folds upon itself: solid and not destructible but tarnished beyond measure: the secrets in there are old: the secrets in there are not decipherable: the secrets in there are magic:

[mag22]
magnificat secrets: water turns to wine, or bad things provide the fundament for good results: our fermentation could be rotting but instead means achieving potency over time and hard work: two wrongs together can make a right miraculously it is darkest before the rosy fingered dawn:

[mag32]
magnificat line: is elusive because it is not in fact a thing, it is rather the thing that is the nothing between two things: the two things are like layers and the obtuse space between the two layers is the line: but the line becomes the thing because the shortest distance to recreating the two things is to draw the nothing in between them:

[mag72]
magnificat: is opposed to convention but embraces tradition, in order to find the buried secrets behind the tradition that is convention: the heart of the motions that is illuminated by forsaking what they have become but accepting their inherent wisdom through lack of investigation: and abundance of toil:

[mag77]
magnificat secrets: are stolen from the innocent: purity is impervious and cannot be eventually taken, but triumphs: before the denouement, over theft and gravity, stasis and adventure, the horses of instruction, inadvertent prescience, and darkness before the dawn:

[mag82]
magnificat: is opposed to the ‘horses of instruction’: they are not wild horses, they are work horses: they are horses with blinders: they are carriage horses; the mustangs of wrath are aligned with magnificat: they are irrespective of development: they are disrespectful of decorum:

[mag84]
magnificat is trying to say something, but it can’t quite get at it: it is more human and playful: not inherited the melancholy from the past: and indistinct:

[mag103]
magnificat: in dividing things into pieces and parts, not being afraid to destroy, although destruction is inevitable with time: so embracing the destruction as a generative aspect, in eights and thirteens, both sides are the same and all relationships are not known, so debate resolves to infinitum:

[mag105]
magnificat despair: is the perpetual condition of expectation and the sadness located therein, the fortitude and finitude of the secrets on the other side of rosy fingered anticipations, and the altering of images and rules thereof:

[mag106]
magnificat: shellac unfinished, waiting for everywhere and sadness' patina, not unrelated to the fear of long enough, whence comes the relief: looking through glass: without our essential ray of importance:

[mag108]
magnificat: maps in dreams, and episodes: periodic rhythm and direction: illumination and code: and of course looking for something: suddenly new places, the root of lacking means something: judgement when imagining what it will be like from afar, and being wrong:

[mag109]
magnificat: and hypermnesia during bleakness intervenes but merely fleeting, unlinke angels who are apart and lasting

[mag124]
magnificat: because the darkness comes before the rosy fingered dawn she is dear and somehow necessary: but anticipation and learning are not without consequences and terror, the wisdom of being beyond: the relief of unsentimental fortitude

[mag126]
magnificat: shattered certitide and horror: the disintegrated map of unknowns reversed, deconstructed and stacking in layers: then the perspective changing so that the previous worries are small and repetitions matter

[mag127]
magnificat: stuck in this incomprehensible language, and then understanding the magnificat word that was previously gibberish: through repetition: and so being able to ascend somehow without knowing what is happening: tigers:

[mag129]
magnificat: of wrath and sullenness and wisdom and punishment: of raskolnikof and memory: adjiani and regret: knowing but breaking: this certain time period and meaning something: basking in the search:

[mag130]
magnificat: the character of repetition: timsh of daam: commerce: wealth and Fortune: fermentation of fascination: misunderstood code: option superseding theta: a knew language based on misunderstanding

 

 

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