How is it possible, that nobody ( including myself ) has noticed,
how gloriously full of ancient wisdom I am ?
How is it possible, that wisdom of this magnitude goes totally wasted
in a stupid girl like me ?
How is it possible, that I am so utterly and thoroughly experienced in all possible,
but nothing at all ?
How is it possible, that I immediately seem to be extremely talented
at whatever I engage myself into,
but I never achieve anything ?
How is it possible, that I have so fiercely potential,
but no point in it ?
Is it just me ... ? or ...
is it The Universe talking now ?
- I am The Earth, I am The Sun -
- I am The Moon, I am The One -
- I am All The Wisdom -
[ all the time ]
... and still -
i am this dumb.
The Universe is so filled ( with Nothing ) - no no no, hmph ... of Wonders, of W o n d e r s ! Wonders !
so I w o n d e r might this Universe be full of wonderers too,
like me, but invisible-ones ( to me )
like me ( to them )
learning to fly
like me, but invincible
// ( - because in scans I never detect any ( -body like me ) )
( ( until I actually met One - but that is An-Other-Story to-be-told when times turn ) )
[ -Sun-going-dawn-on-me- ] //
// ( to love ; and be loved in return ) ) //
- where are you
Where are you all ?
Written by © 2015 Tiina Hölli 17.12.2015 14:50 and published here 18.12.2015 21:02
Being Nothing -
[ Conceptual ]
T i i n a H ö l l i
... says she
doesn't give a shit,
[ paskat nakkaa ]
but still thinks amazingly much about
and Being ...
... has some Knowledge
and / or vice versa.
[ Loves Immaterial ]
F . A . Q . : W T F
Tiina Hölli : - Lila -
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