After thinking about Dia and Michaels suggestion not to walk away from the fray but to reformulate this blogging exercise with my morning coffee, I decided to leave the stereotypes of para-normality behind me and simply look and report on what I see in a shared journey through life.
A good way to begin is a recognition with the Tao of naivete, which I suspect is a eternal return, cyclic, digestive and a recognition of a childhood that has nothing to do with the scaling of age.
The essence of spirit rather than gathering up moss and debating it's nature that becomes a debilitating exercise in dragging along the baggage of twice told tales.
Reality as a contraption, the unintended parody of hidden clockworks and sprung animation is perhaps folded onto the stage craft of a magician, who holds bouquets of roses up his sleeve. The exotica of the migratory sideshows that hint at cracks, twists and turns, and the trap doors of what we consider to be the stereotyped physicality of the visible world. The bearded lady, the wolf boy, the three headed snake all hint that there are exceptions to the repetition and predictability that clings to the navigational signposts of an normalcy that is a nostalgia, a wistfulness for an eternity undisturbed by darkness.
Between death and birth, there is play, the creative toying with what all this represents and how it is represented and how we learn and deconstruct, rearrange conceptual modeling inasmuch as between the contraptions, the magician, the sideshows and the yearning for eternity comes a developmental thread in play.
The physicists,the alchemist, the shaman and the tool kit, whether it is mathematics, elixirs or metaphysical rituals are an expression of play within a naive sense of reality all want to penetrate in order to see the hidden gears, the levers and the springs that animate this stagecraft that encompasses both the anomalous and the prosaic. What would be the name, the term for this activity or a way to express a complex reaction to the transience of living?
It may be it is the alpha and omega within a cabinet of wonders..in effect, playing with toys.
Atop the bridging of this passage, we see toys as toys..and unafraid of losing one's sophistication, intellectualism, intelligence quota...and perhaps in this wonder returns after a prolonged exile.