Into the faults, the cracks and crevasses, the elements of erosion seep slowly and flow freely. Penetration forces and flows at the same time.
Heat melts. Cold cracks. Love melts. Anger cracks. Where the way is difficult temperature or passion have effect, stimulate change, cause meltdown, dissolution, one becoming another.
Flowing carries new elements chemical deposits essential minerals the ingredients the fabric of alteration the substance of chaos effervescent bubbles boiling ferment pressure rising surfacing surfaces touching and blending…
Where her skin touches his chaos occurs. Molecules vibrate. Chemicals flow. The outcome is unpredictable. Uncontrollable. Requires melting allowing adhesion mingling of fluids. Penetration. Fluids smooth the way. Sweat mingles. Cupid juices flow creamy frothy slippery slimy scented headily. The out-come alters.
For penetration, a way must be open. Giving in allows penetration. This giving is receiving. If there are no cracks, no crevasses, no faults, if there is only a wall, flat-faced stone hard duro forte, there is no way in or through…there is no give in a cliff.
She looks to the rocks riddled with cracks and seams. In this face, this eroded surface, there is more character than the flat stoic face, the face without blemish, the smooth unmarred unmoving unflinching untouchable impenetrable face, the one with no place, no way in.
The prospector must root around for buried and
disintegrating rocks, and he must trace out meagre
indications of mineral until they become
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How deep do the cracks go? How far beneath the surface? Only the surface is visible. Weathering coats the surface obscuring its mystery. Erosion exposes, fractures, opens, cracks with forces…revealing.
Is force always necessary? Is there no other way to make the crack, open the way, reveal the mystery underneath. Force requires effort energy determination power behind the stroke blows pressure temperature strength contact…perhaps, both will and prayer…
Where two surfaces meet there is friction. Friction is movement. One abrades the other. One is always harder. One is always softer.
Her eyes wander on the surface, over it longing to penetrate. The surface is suggestive and defensive: it hides and it reveals. To the prospector, the surface shows what is different from the others.
Cracking the rock makes a new surface, another rock. Each break reveals a fresh surface.
The scorpion’s skeleton is outside, an exoskeleton. Inside are the soft parts. Humans pad their skeletons with soft parts, muscles and skin. The skeleton is the structure. Rocks bury their structure under the weathered surface. Prospectors seek the skeleton, the structure, trying to find the memory…
In the ancient woods, in the una del gato is the past life, the memory, the record of the passage of time, the cycles of the seasons, the weather. The wood is the skeleton holding the memories.
Bones shape themselves to the lives they lead. In the bones is their record. To get to the bones is going down through softness. Probing, pricking like a mosquito, a needle. It stings going under the surface…the sting of fear, of pain, of toxin.
To get under the surface, beyond the surface is to become intimate. To become intimate, she must go beyond the pain…
NEXT WEEK: The Art of Prospecting: Vignette VII: Vicinity of Arroyo Volcan
Surfaces…collide touch mix mingle saturate ripple reflect reveal react retract suspend supercede cease change transform rub static bounce prickle prick pride purpose surreal sensuous silky texture coarse fine slippery soapy slurpy crushed crunched cruel critical catastrophe curtains shield spray wall rock hard difficult occult spiritual light rays refracted reflected through door slammed shut rock wall…oh, well! Well water bucket suspended over mirror dive in deep under the surface wet icy snow crystal plane fracture flat mica calcite quartz galena diamonds facets reflection refraction mirror gone disappeared northern lights dancing a vapor effervescent convoluted can’t be sure nothing behind the surface vaporized get on with it no good missing you I’m dead committed suicide can’t love him can’t be there back to the surface gasping for breath breathing pores open close the mouth nostrils interchange of air molecules tension cohesion cohesive arms wrapped around skin touching skin interchange exchange no harm touch warm cold hot too hot burning scalding sizzling frying singeing pain painful painless steel needles tender skin slide under the skin injection infusion absorbing sponge sponging vesicular porous…two surfaces meet enmeshing colliding abrading eroding withstanding mingling congealing transmitting exchanging…
Everything happens at the surface. Two textures meet; an exchange occurs. Even no exchange is an exchange. Even resistance is an exchange. If there is resistance, there has been attempt. Without consent, agreement, a giving in, a giving way, exchange can’t happen. Resistance is erosion….a reluctant giving up of one surface to another. If resistant, change is difficult, takes longer. Giving in, allowing the touch of another surface, is a pathway to intimacy, to beauty. The polished surface does not come easy; it requires tenacity and grit.
The fresh surface is different than the weathered surface. The weathered surface is a camouflage, a coating, a barrier, a screen, a skin, a crust, a rind, requires peeling away. The fresh surface is exposed, exposure of what is inside.
This surface is a boundary, the place where inside and outside encounter. If the insides are in pain, can no longer defend, this surface is a boundary, a front, a fence between the external forces and the unique original form, the core of the being. This place where two surfaces meet like a fence should be tended and maintained…protective and reflective.
To see beneath the surface there must be a way in. Finding a way in takes time, force, pressure…?
Between two surfaces, two materials, two beings, there is an exchange of energy. Energy passes through the surface vibrating molecules transmitting waves generating action and emotion. Energy flows one-way…both ways…At one time, there is transmission and receiving.
How can she get behind beneath beyond within under the surface?
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