Many moons have passed since I last played in the Little Village Sandbox. Actually it has been exactly one month, and astronomically speaking, that’s probably a very small number of moons. You are most likely very concerned about the reality of my retirement (as I have been made aware of by the numerous inquisitions from my friends and loved ones). After the complete failure of the Dana T Shopping Show, I took a step back and asked myself, “Where does my spirit belong?” It seems not in art, not in capitalism, and not in dream analysis. In an attempt to relay to my public exactly what I am going through, I’ve documented my reflections from retirement in a mini photo documentary.

Below, is an image of true wonder. We have what appears to be a speck in the foreground. What is so mysterious about the speck is that it is surrounded by a pink, cloud-like material. As science tells us, pink is a color of light that does not exist. It is for this reason that I suspect I have witnessed a supernatural speck of enlightenment. A signal from the 4th dimension or beyond, if you will. It reminded me of an ancient proverb that I heard while still in the womb. A passer-by whispered it to me in a Wal-Mart as my mother was searching for the perfect greeting card, “Seeking what is never to be seen is the sarcophagus of sentience”.

Speck

This memory did give me a very spiritual jolt. I felt that the only way to come to terms with the reality of the proverb was to sit alone and stare into my shadow. Could it be possible to accept the ultimate inferiority of the human form to the unattainable unknown? My question had many replies. The shadow is a symbol for the transience of the human. While the human inhabits the earth in a physical form, the shadow is attached as a placeholder for the non-existence that precedes and follows life. How wonderful it was to understand that my life could never be without me not being. For eternity, Google of the Cosmos will return with this result.

Bed

Finally, I have two pictures which depict an incredible energy. They were seen immediately after my realizations of the shadow, and I interpreted them to be visual manifestations of the sensation of knowing unknowing. Since I announced my retirement, I have asked daily for a sign. Where do I go? What do I make? Who do I invest in? Do I do at all? These manifestations opened my eyes further more to the fact that my searching was taking me farther and farther away from what it was I thought I needed to be seeking. There is never a good time for conclusion.

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