joints
When I work Iβm driven by a question I canβt articulate.
Articulate: "to divide into distinct parts," from the Latin articulare, "separate into joints," and the Latin root articulus, "joint."
i canβt articulate it but I feel it in my joints. My mouth stays dumb while my body asks the question over and over again in each bending of my limbs as I work.
next to my body there is another dreaming body. It slightly overlaps with my life-body, and in the middle of the Venn diagram is usually where I sleep.
one time I left the life-body completely and didnβt come back until morning. My dream-body flew in through the top of my head and landed in my feet. It said quickly, just before I woke up, βthank God Iβm back!β
it feels like I make from the middle of the Venn diagram of my bodies, where questions and answers and giving and receiving are the same thing
it feels like on the inside of darkness there is an invisible light
if i go into the darkness i can draw out threads of light and stitch them into my life