Pieces of paper I drew on, Why?

No, This is Where it All Comes Together

Thoughts:

 I drew on these pieces of paper

and then I glued them on another 

piece of paper and made marks and

colored around them. It's like a travel 

brochure for different mind-scapes.

I keep looking for that place

the place where everything comes

together and it all makes sense.

All the colors, all the lines, where all

ideas join together and it works.

I think it is what all art searches for.

Maybe it's just me, but I think it's why

we keep making images again and

again. We are seeking the harmony

that we think life dose not possess. 

The reality is the harmony is there,

but like the artist we are looking to

closely at life. Pull way back and the

universe has harmony. It has a balance

 and a flow.  The problem is we think it is

all about us. I am looking out of these eyes so it's my perspective. The key is to 

keep looking, but out of all eyes. There is turmoil, destruction, death, birth, joy

celebration, it's all there and it all has its place, when you let go of you and your

isolationist perspective in it.  

Now, Just because I feel this does not mean I know how to put it into practice,

but I am trying. Moment to moment I try to be aware of what I see and how it

impacts me. I am trying not to make others agree with me, but I want to live so

they see I respect who and where they are in this life. 

This place of Harmony is at Hand

I need to Step Back into Everything

in order to see it

I will leave this here for now.

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shape download

Shapes in a Pile
Doodle from sketch book
2025

 It has been too long!

need to share something

so maybe a pile of shape

every shape

leaves you with something

feeling, a memory, an idea

shapes are everything

they make up the world we see

and they move around in our brains

at least they do in mine

so from time to time I unload some

maybe you can use them

take them into your brain

or hang them on your wall

don't worry about me

I will make more.

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Morning thoughts

 Thought all this one morning

"Inner Workings"

Do I think well
Can I think well
Will the world hold together
Will I find enough work
Can I make music
Is art real
Does it mater
This is now
When I finish writing 
It will be then

Time to push reality

Youth is gone

I am good here

Escape into story

Watch

Read if I could

Do I Have the desire

To Do

I want to give

Give away

Give out

Give life

Let go the hold

Hold Back

Move on

What's real

Everything is new

In every moment

I do not need to be

In every moment

You miss nothing

If some one is there

You are there

If we are one

We are one

The we is I

And the I we

So

I wrote all the songs

Did all the dances

Painted all the pictures

Dreamed all the dreams

Delivered and killed

Everyone

Yes,

Once again

This morning

I am the God

I seek

We are

We are all

Every living thing

God

Just a thought

Gods thought

so I wrote it down - one mornings thoughts

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Letting Go

"Letting me through, letting me go!"

 I have always been

And I will always be

There is no real need

To be done

Or to have begun

For now, is fine

no real time

Let go the mind

Everything is motion

Spins the Spiral

I am the flow

No need to know

Or fear

What's was far is near

You speak I hear

I cry I grow

It's always letting go

sometimes you just write and wait for it to make sense.

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Finding the way

Finding the way
Perhaps they met at a crossroads 
Traveled together for safety
Probably argued about direction
Shared food
Laughed around the fire at night
Or maybe they kept their distance
Watched each other
Tracked one another
Never new the thinking of the others
And there was the star 
A celestial phenomenon
How do you follow something that is really not moving
What is the way to be found,
Is it prophecy where you come from,
An astrologers whim? 

An astronomers calculation? 
So you end up at a house
In the outer room where the animals were kept  
A young woman holds a new born
As her husband gazes at you in awe.
You bring gifts
Do you simply honer life?
Or do you know something more?
Do you share what you know?
Have you found the way yet?
Is your wisdom helpful? 
Is this what you were looking for?
Do you really know why you are here?

Is the story over?

Or has it just begun?

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Done?

 

"Connecting Broken Spaces"

Well it all began to happen

after the seventh day

in which, they claim, 

it had all been put together. 

So, there it was, creation

done.

I began to make stuff!

I mean why not?

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

Unless it is on a hill and it rolls

and rolls...

Maybe a little more

and then it stops.

So, now it is far from the tree,

but still it was created

and knows what to do

even far from the tree.

So, now I ponder,

if I am part of the creation

and I am still creating

was and/or is the creation done?

Or is it

only and if and when

we all stop creating.

Done?

dramatic pause

No, it is not done

because it is always starting.

Every moment 

from the beginning of this universe

is now.

The entire span of time is now, 

if you let go of the idea of

time.

What?

Can't do that?

come on, give it a try.

Done?

jeffkimsey-carroll.com

Holding Together

 Holding together

I have talked 

about lines

connecting

everything 

and holding

it all together

Lines can also

make it confusing

and seem like

I just don't know

what I am looking

at

or where they 

want me to go

what am I 

suppose

 to see

?

Lines will 

trick you

mislead one

 at times

bend you around

 and have you

turning the page

up 

side

down

saying what the...?

I believe 

I am the 

_________ .

When I draw

I am in there

making sense

of space

making use

 of the space

defining it

and the moment

It may not make sense

to you

but know

that I 

have enjoyed

myself

in the space 

for a moment.

That joy

is holding

it together.

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