THE GODSPEED OF CHANCE

Genomic Exposome upgrading syntagmatic recursion reducing referentiality,

obliterating epigenetic mitochondrial malresonance,

in recommended existential apex of the zenithswell,

a clockwork Mandelbrot.

Mandala mendicants,

and surfeit sufi sufficiency of suffixes supplanted,

in saffron arhat rhizome articulating concourse,

of a tabula rasa alabaster fading Epicurean.

Aardvark salamander eggplants,

channeling churnstyle subway systems,

in turnstyle traditions.

Rendering silver-back and foreth-ought,

in chasm of their oblong absentia,

harmonious with abstrusive abjectivity,

in their festering revolutions.

Urban articulations meriting objectivity,

Feeling the sentience of a tree.

Falling into the dead silence of reflection,

in Mythological psychoplexy,

merging Shogun Sensei,

with Juditsu and Jeet Kune Do, dojo's.

Moratoriums on terraforming with light,

in dictates of harbingers of swooning semantics,

Umbilical cable bills, resonating in a void,

in the neon static, the arbiters of indifference and art,

birth the godspeed of chance.

THIS Shrine that appears in the video, was my home away from home.  ON MANY occasions I had the good pleasure of visiting my friend and most influential mentor Nicholas Walsh and enjoying the meditative environment of his shrine, which essentially extended to the whole of his home- I have never witnessed a place like it.  It shaped my thinking as much as a convert visiting an ashram might shape an adherent of the Hindu faith.  There are few placed with the imagination and invigorating energy of Nicholas Walsh's place in this world, I consider myself blessed to have such a place in my memory.  Nicholas has recently had some complications with his health, I just want you to know Nicholas that I love you and wish you all the best...you're the greatest! Nicholas is seen several times in the video, notably sitting down at 27 seconds into it, a great man he shaped my mind more than anyone else in my youth, he made me question possibility and gradually turned me toward philosophy, with a reverence for the ritual of religion, embodied in a rational scrutiny of it's aims and effects, it's impulses and eventualities.

Poem and image © 2016 Peter Kaleb Theodoropoulos aka Rockwell Wilder