You know, I had never thought to ask such a question until I posted it, and I have pondered it for a while. I couldn’t help but think of the same element that maintains our gravity and place on this earth, Iron, is the same element that helps oxygen do the blood dance in we creatures. I realized metal is already alive and still looking for new ways to be. I had a vision where metal was as spiritually malleable as physically malleable. Metal right now does have a negative embodiment. It’s because of all the anger we have used the metal with.
I believe a ritual is in order for everyone to cleanse their metal and re-embody it with ‘good intentions’.
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SO this morning, I woke up early, couldn’t sleep, and at first light I rode down to the river. Despite the blue paint chips streaming by in the effluent, I felt liek a lot of life was managing the heavy pollution the Wabash faces. I’ve lived on the wabash in two different places, once here nine blocks away, and once two years ago south of Fort Wayne, In, where I could see the river from my living room window. The ducks and the smallmouth bass were both feeding, adn some duck took a liking to showing off their landing technique… I saw a baby water moccasin and a crane. I saw trees towering their green band of reflection into the water. One thing was missing from the scene. Grasses. The banks all along the Terre Haute waterfront were a brown strip as far as the eye could see, with no grasses to provide cover, nutrients, and filtering capacity.
I was dreaming up some kind of ‘river sod’ that could be produced and laid out on these miles and miles of brown strips where grasses once fed the myriad of life…