April 15 2011
La Roche. Basque word implying the loss of senses, a sort of derangement of the senses rimbaud and later the surrealists strove towards. Early coastal heat begins the assault of the senses, a mile-marked delirium, intervals of mindsmoke.
observations on a friday morning trail run at carolina beach:
1. a field of dragonflies blurred my vision and obscured my feet as I ran across a rooty passage of trail; must've been 50+ dragonflies. Dali may have appreciated the image-morphosis of feet becoming dragonflies. what freudian symbolism would be attributed to dragonflies? (ants = anxiety. Melting clocks = mortality and flesh-decay. Giraffes = ?)
2. a lethargic snake baked on the trail by a sandy bend. Sand and pine needles and the leaves of dwarfed oaks had pushed up against the roots of a tall pine; and he folded into the bed of debris. he was an optical curiosity, a pattern in a patternless array. startled by his presence and my near-miss of his body, I assumed his dangerous nature and determined him to be a water moccasin. But that wasn't the case; he was a garter snake: harmless, common, basking. An unfortunate ignorance on my part, a (fortunate) total immersion in the moment. fear-defined moment.
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