The compass needle of the blue narrative does not tremble toward the landmarks of our making – our grand theologies, our gleaming institutions, our cherished customs – but toward the mysterious North Star of the world yet to come, the creation still unfolding, the dawn still breaking over mountain we have yet to climb.*
AleXander McManus
Ride the wave of chaos instead of vainly trying to contain it.**
Anne-Laure Le Cunff
“This is it”
they cry–
Institution,
Idea,
Culture,
Well-worn ways–
Whilst around us
lie countless blue veils^
inviting
the doubters
and disenchanted
and curious
and dreamers
to enter
into multiverses
of possibility–
A wild stream
of uncertainty.
*AleXander McManus’ Blue Moments;
**Anne-Laure Le Cunff’s Tiny Experiments;
^Perhaps have a play by going to Wikipedia’s page for Hyperlink, and see how long you can continue clicking.
THIN|SILENCE 