To the Ancient Seaside, Again and Again

To the Ancient Seaside, Again and Again

More experiments with various brushes and their effects, and more departures. I’m closer. Closer to visions of renewal and release I once had — nearly on call. Closer to their full return.

The sea is inside us all. Can a person claim that it’s more a part of them than others? And does that matter? We can make that claim, certainly. Accuracy aside, it’s not really anything that needs evidence. For the ocean within, our DNA tracings, our narrative poems, and the eternal return of waves, salt, and sun are enough.

Atavism rules, for good or ill. If we Make Ten, it’s beyond good.

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