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2007, 2012, being, conservatory, doing, dream, family, growth, guilt, hands, house, identity, Mum, Nan, question, speech
dream
130207
in a house which is all my house
I was both a child and the parent that I am
I am in the large airy conservatory
where we all collect together
I notice my Nan working
mixing something into a bowl
with the help of mechanical hands
which move like real hands
folding unfolding grasping held at the wrists
she has to use these hands she is getting old
she is preparing for something for the family
she is tired she is pushing herself
she has an air of bitterness and upset
she says to me after a little while
“don’t open the presents too early
I know what you are for being in the moment”
I wander off chastised
I am making her worried
I might open the presents too early
I might do that
I arrange the presents around the tree
I wasn’t going to open them too soon
I wasn’t going to spoil it all for Mum but
I become so locked with accumulation
I am just moving back to immanence
to innate wisdom to intuition to creativity
I hope I am not dishonouring Mum
I merely wish to travel my path
I couldn’t spoil it all could I?
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
being wormhole: cranes
conservatory wormhole: Saturday
doing wormhole: good job
dream & Mum wormhole: dream / 190599
family wormhole: dream / 301197 // home
hands wormhole: 32 years
house wormhole: dream 040198 / Eglinton Hill
identity wormhole: I don’t know what to do …
Nan wormhole: dream / 221297
speech wormhole: Eridge Station
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