Scene of Presence Series
SHE
Canvas Sculpture
Acrylic on Canvas
24"x60"
2008
Scene of Presence
Peering through the veil of Origin. Past,Present and Future all in the Now. we listen to Sounds of life, Movement and flow. Shimmering as tambourines vibrating in hands of the elderly. Those who can look back and see the now, before then to hope for next, but the next will be now too.
Streams of Illusion shining presence of nothingness. Souls pressed against partition waiting to be set free. wondering journey is ending, life stance demise Looming, it's transition pending. Self jumping into the arms of emptiness which will float as pollen; Spores of light projected from consciousness of the living, fertilizing growth of the spirit which never stops giving. Tap on head of existing, cry for awakening to newness of old creation glistening. Ideas left behind, to travel forward to recovery, deprogramming of the self and loss of the Ego mind. Waiting to be chosen, worthy of mission to complete circle, a web woven. Return to the source of The All; listening for the creators curtain call. Take a bow for your performance, your life stance has been eulogized as your essence.
For This (is) and (has) only been
A
Scene of Presence.
Joey Dott
03/11/07
Plastic Carousel
Slowly turing to the sound of a convoluted dream.
Personalities intertwined;
bound by collective reflections.
Funhouse mirror display.
The dream of lived illusion.
Mind filled with "time" stamped delusion.
Egos flesh itching,
crawling with fifth realm mites.
"Time" yielding;
light revealing.
Sunrises deliberately:
Photosynthesize continually.
Samsara.
Consciousness rise.
Nebulas unbound; Plastic Carousel demise.
Artifacts rags realized.
Joey Dott
09/27/10
Essence Energy Imagery
Dark Energy Series #1
Birth of Ego
(2010)
Emotional roller coaster, mood swings, calculating THINGS.
Minds eye searching the crossroads looking for a path to comfortable illusion.
Ego, (wanting); remnants of past illusions; those refered to in Minds Eye.
Convicting, conflicting, restricting.
Soul gasping for air while sucking in the stench of burning ego flesh.
Demons converging, impulses surging.
Minds Calculations splurging.
Wheels spining, wondering who's winning?
The Game of life; Filled with total ignorance, strife.
Chasing dreams filled with stuff, or so it seems.
Foolishness unchecked, whatever it deems.
Holding on to metaphor, the ever revolving door.
"Surviving" creates need for striving.
Nickle Dime illusions excercising Egos Back.
Too much pressure causing Ego Attack..
Joey Dott
5-26
2010
Sowing the seeds of a desired appetite
Just as the illusionary constructs of our minds;
so are the reflections in smoke stained mirrors.
Renderings of passed along ideals;
movement [in] mind in search of "its" truth,
fearing the same.
Trapped in self made reality,
translucent shadows passing in Quantum ballet.
Octaves unheard blended within background noise of a Norm,
Moments passing churned unto itself.
Never ending serenade of illusion,
just as smoke rising from a single burning consciousness bound by desire.
Tricked by fear.
Heart wrenching in struggle,
to rise to its natural order, to produce the Will,
to set one free from the perpetual (me).
Eons of ripenend fruit slowly falling,
prepared to feed every single need.
At the end of fruits journey;
there still remains a seed.
Seeds of the mind must be cared for,
nurtured to bring forth productive feeding fruit.
Watch the illusions of the mind they too produce seeds of their kind,
seeds of foolishness,
seeds of energies unkind.
Keep Loving
Joey Dott
11-17-09
As I thought recently,
My mind wondered. what was wrong with me?
Pondered,
Inner ( i ) read,
Body begged to be fed,
Ego pleading to be led.
Final vestiges of letting go
.
Whole self wonder what is wrong with me?
Realizing senses "feeling" the ramifications of being free.
Addiction"feels" friction;
Set free from illusionary slice of Drama fiction
.
Sounds of bones crushing under feet,
illusionary side streets.
Walking in total darkness,
void of neon lights, glittery glow
No more seeds to sow
.
Total Trust.
Search for NO Thing.
Needs fulfilled;
Void of yeild
.
MIND Free of,
turmoil
.
BODY,
of seed
.
EGO,
of Toil
.
Fresh roots Deep in life lived fertilized soil.
Joey Dott
02/13/10
Chimps (squared):
Time Passes,
eons of foolishness,
cutting edge idolatry found in suits and pinky rings,
adornments and all those mud found things.
While all of these,
glorified chimpanzees,
run around planet earth doing as they please. Planet earth has become a dog with fleas.
technology is just a man made mind fuck,
just a tease.
It holds no real keys.
It will only keep you from landing true understanding.
Amusing it'd be to those set free,
if not so pathetic.
(Smile)
Joey Dott
04/09/08
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