Polaroids, the Board, and Circles

Sifting through some images that were shown to me on Timehop, I came across the accompanying pictures. They are from 2011 whenever I first started working on the board, and long before the greater idea was known.

It was a time whenever the board was separate from the idea of circles. It was also a time when I didn't know what circles were all about. The images show a certain naivety about the form. As I recall this was from he last set of Polaroids that I took from The Impossible Project. It was an end of a season in my life. 

The images have been added to their chronological spce in the board section of this website.

Thoughts Forming & "Four Hard Corners"

I wanted to post a little update to show this picture that I came across from my past. While I was writing in 2010/2011 I was brought to the concept of "Four Hard Corners", and how they defined the monolithic paradigm switch that I was upon artistically. It would move my song writing process from a phonetic style of construction to a visual style that would involve color, texture, and pallet. Some five years later I can look back now, and see the beginnings of the board.  The picture shown to the right is the cover of the fourth book I wrote in before the burning. It wonderful the foreseeing that is art.

The Reason For Use

 Last night as I was leaving work and going through lists in my mind, I asked the Lord that he would show me something whenever I got home. So, whenever I got home, I turned on Daystar, and listened to Pastors Dollar, Hagee, and someone I'd never seen before named John Paul Jackson.

 At one point in my life I used to think that most television churches were a stretch, or that they lacked credibility; however, over the past few month I've become more and more open to whatever the Lord may say to me, and how he could use the network & television to speak legit words to me.

And he did speak to me:

Song of Solomon 8:6-7 (AMP)

6 Set me like a seal upon your heart, like a seal upon your arm; for love is as strong as death, jealousy is as hard and cruel as Sheol (the place of the dead). Its flashes are flashes of fire, a most vehement flame [the very flame of the Lord]!

7 Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would offer all the goods of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned and despised.

1 Corinthians 14:31 (AMP)

31 For in this way you can give testimony [prophesying and thus interpreting the divine will and purpose] one by one, so that all may be instructed and all may be stimulated and encouraged;

and so...

I watched  a lot of follow up video on the internet of John Paul Jackson. He is what could be considered a modern day prophet. He utilizes the spiritual power of receiving revelation from the Lord, and his ministry is focused on teaching people how to use these powers correctly in the eyes of the Jesus.

He went on to say that this could chocked up to your regular everyday Psychic, but that the difference come from the source. The  origin of a revelation makes it evil or good: either it is from the Lord, or it is a counterfeit from the enemy.

It's very interesting; I have recognized the spiritual nature of receiving art in the mind recently, and how it parallels to mysticism. It's left me to wonder what the implications of possessing such power means in terms of salvation. Typically I thought of it as divination, or something that would keep me from the Glory of the Lord.

Some suspicions have been confirmed, and the next curtain that is to be pulled back to show the next revelation is now clear.

With this being said, I honored the Father with the continuation of this...

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Nameless; two hours away

Last night as I was going to bed, my heart bled for nameless; As I drifted into dreams I heard from my subconscious, and I saw him in that place. I'd moved some two hours away for college, but he wouldn't be there.  I remember trying to text him, trying to call him, but he was horrible about answering. I kept begging, "please come see me, I'm scared to be here alone." He finally rang me back saying that he had arrived at my location. Only to find that he thought I was still at my apartment in Humble. We were still two hours away from each other, but He'd no idea where I was.

I went off to hide in a closet so that I could be alone, and I met a group of four guys who I would be freind. We kinda became a boy band of sorts.

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