re:boots

mon oeil !

plasticity now

Mind of a Snail presents:

Plasticity Now

The Spirit of Plastic has a message for us.

Plastic: where did it come from, and where is it going?

This is a shadow puppet story about time and energy, oil and water.

Plasticity is the adaptability of an organism to a changing environment.

The musical instruments and puppets for this show were all made with waste plastic.

"Between the clever, cinematic segues, you forget that the images are made from reels of cut and reassembled trash dragged across overhead projectors."

-Paul Constant (The Stranger)

shadowjam!

"I do believe the shadowjam world is worth dedicating a life to.
It's an effective loosening and binding of the people.
With the freedom of coming together.
Inclusive and focused without having too much structure."
-nayana and co.

link>>shadowjam group on farcebrook

cut cut cut cut cut cut

full moon
two hue
blue sheets

jen's a cat
jen eats tuna
tuna guitar
tuna baguette

cat manifest!
summoned from
neighbors

in the bag & out of
the bag.

how do you say
"cat has your tongue?"

no face chicken birth

eager to consume, jaws doctor

we're goin' down
we're goin' down
we're goin' down

here
kitty
kitty
things are lookin'
up

what did the snails mother know?
I thought you would know?

trans

chicken labour

chickens are (intersexed)
humans are stupid

learned it from the
snails, learned it from
their mothers.

I'm having a thought
it's really hard
I'm really constipated

eating thoughts. words
the gods are always drunk & playing with the planets

our unknown fold of dirt

this planet stinks.
it has potential_being fermented

organizing=counting with your toes.

scanning for chicken

finding a jar in the dark
eons and eons.

"oh it's so hard to be a
planet, people
step on me
cats always step on me"


I can't stop thinking
about plants

focus

no freestyling
read the manual

wings beginnings is books flapping

pointed finger learns

a jar that's not really there

at the bottom of the jar:

heart green with envy

heart pulsing red

my broken heart disco courtship
between fork+rope

fuckedupedness
forkedupedness


Declaration-Laughter is Not Prohibited!

-the wizard of wisdom's wise intructions:::
1-put on your glasses
pickup a flower
2-hold the flower high
3-then dance!


(sup sup birthday broth)

-à montreal après shadowjam notes

wavy fingertips

reaching!

hibernation station

within winter's cold & deep, the sun is setting low.
hidden somewhere, a bear lightly sleeps,
her body full, aglow.

(zen-like patient, waiting for the thaw)

her mind's eye often wandering, to places beyond her den.
sleepwalking shapes of dreamed imaginings,
plenty and
often

~

"One of the most celebrated hibernators is the American black bear (Ursus americanus). It can go for as long as 100 days without eating, drinking, urinating, defecating, or exercising."www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/sa...ernation.html

"A slumbering bear has all it needs within. "

meditation guru!

what do bears dream?

there's something underground

all over,
there,
all begun.
all over,
you,
on the run

,
,
,
the many imaginary paths
through endless pipes that
greywater
leaves the house
,
,
,
,
,
one way down
,
seeping into earth
......
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...
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.
.

dismantling a home

the longer anyone lives in a specific place, the more one gets settled in and familiarized

i am bits and pieces flustery here
mustering to move

I am attached to some stuff

collecting collected
purge purged regurgitating

fallaways
castaways

relocation efforts are a bit of a tedium
sorting out is
long sessions rooting through,
sneezing, sifting, boxing, hucking, drifting

mulling over items

I go through gads of things,
feeling textures, envisioning patterns

How full on am I willing to delve into this reincarnation limbo/puppet hospital ???????

can this become a useful handling doc?

giving anything the time and the energy it deserves
is meticulous work

choices choices
voices voices
hark!

in portions

my heart strings are being pulled tight
they loosen momentarily whenever I give something flight

f l a p p y
making space takes space

questioning space is good clutter mantra
putterfoot through sooty underbelly of household
mutter tut tut tote tantra?

spacing out here