Woods of Head ....machine head, gear head, power head, my head…. —-and so my head starts pounding in anticipation of what can be, what can i get my fingers into now, what can i wrap my hands around to day, this hour is the need of finding some form of verbal physical exclamation power point…. ....wood head, pegged head, draw bore head, once again a head…. —-head figured from too much in-put information, time release capsules for creating out-put infor...
Woods of Cellular Best ....in passing this way i thought to stop, for it seems that ere was the way has become my way, and in this passing of journeys across your silken mountain top, you called my attention to the valley below of wooden flowered bouquet…. —-and so i descended to their pastures of green, where played the children of adam’s bequest, toiling daily was one i found working the boneyards of forest serene, when taking notice of my watching he asked for one requ...
Wooded Mixed Quantum Anomalies ....i am as a sliver ridding on the finger of your wind, come blow the expression of your breath across my face, till in the utterance of an all knowing mind, there remains that never un-changing desire of limitless grace…. —-can this rogue of a past thought that waited to captivate, be any movement of great consequence in the dilemma of need, since by your giving breath as life-givin’ acutilobate, i am extolling the virtues of finding my...
My Ghost of a Past ....and so yes, for any and all that have been reading here and are waiting for more on the series “Journeys into the Joints of Wood Joineries” ....these articles, will be forthcoming from time to time. I am thinking of how to approach this subject, however I am no expert and not much of a technical writer and really dis-like writing on subjects that press me into the thinking confines of a box…. There was a time when I thought and lived in a box, I rec...
Wood Joinery ....as told by one who was a misfit all his-elfin-self, till one day while out walking in the forest of dark woods gathering branch wood, he ran into the spirit of an ‘old timer’ who saw into the recesses of this one’s heart, and from that day forth i have never left the deep woods of wood joinery…. Having an imagination that is vivid and livid with complete color scale has at times been both a curse and a blessing, till one day getting tired of shif...
Wood Stories of a Forgotten Time ....and as i was gazing into your wooden whispery depth, i found that i became as one translated to an-other epoch, where time had slowed down to that of one continual length, while all around there was the hearing of seeing one called enoch…. —-come walk my way and i shall be a story for you to tell, tis not this sound you hear the wind brushing past your leaves, and who is there to shake your branch if not by golden fire brewed spell, till ...
Birds Eye Maple ....well just a short blog story today as I’m heading out soon to get my butt in high gear. I’ve been keeping busy around the shop lately with the many projects of woodworking as come my way, a counter top in process, some pieces, (actually three) of furniture and then there’s that three legged piece of maple that I have put up on the third floor of the barn-shop that has started whispering my name for attention. Why just yesterday there I was up on the...
Wood Scripts From Dark Wood: —-an introduction; ....as a creative writer of the words of woods, i am often enamored by any copy of my species, who would stop and sit awhile, to so share in the bliss of what has been written. Can I tell a story from the hearth of the forest, while the embers of the charcoaled goods are still steaming forth with frosted screeching, as rustic wood spirits sit around the galactic stones, warming their hands to the anticipation of another fire breathed...
Wood Scripted Beauty ....’as a man thinks so is he’, and so we start to think till one day we realize that we have become what we thought…. —-therefore, one might say that it is profitable in all things, to think on those things which are for the betterment of ones body, soul and spirit…. —-now one can go deeper into the heart of the matter by peeling back the outer shell of thinking, till one is found in the inner workings of seeing, and from this...
Sabbaticals of Fine Wood Joineries ....and so out from my waundering past experience of trailblazing glory, i stopped a moment before the wealth of your beauty, who is this one who stands before me having a richness of story, and can you tell me after hearing your words what may be my duty…. —-walking this path, from in the wooded covering of your much entangled new found overgrowth, has drawn out the the fire that beats within my chest of passion, just as my bulbous heart i...
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