Michael Rastovich

Do not make believe, make it be real. Draw what you desire. A picture is worth a thousand prayers.

We will never run out of weather.

Some people think of me, as a lazy slob.

I think of me, as effortless.

Life is like a picture, of travelers on a track, standing in a sunny spot within their present travail. With crevasse and spans so vast, the weather forms, and far beyond the storms, as far as one can see, a mountain shines. Lit by one same sun. The That which they are moving towards.

And so my friends, it’s plain to see, if you keep to the sunny spot within your every travail, and always remember, the That which you are moving towards, your life will always be, as pretty as a picture.

I have found to truly know a place, one must spend enough time there, to take a nap, or make a painting.

Time enough for the creatures there to call you Brother. Time enough that distance dissappears.

I have often pondered the purpose of producing art. The paint, the process, or the picture? I thought perhaps if I could perceive, which of these was most important to the perfection of a painting, it might help in my pursuit of improvement.

I found the question to be persistently perplexing and had given up asking when it occurred to me that there must be something more.

The paint, the process and the picture, are all important parts, but there is something more that makes it art. And that is play and presence.

Thank you for your patience and if you please I offer this, Art can not be made at all. Art is the result of something else altogether.

I now proclaim and present myself to be, artist en plien presence.

Artist in full presence.

Yours in Play,

Michael Rastovich

Some things, some of the very best things, can not be manifested at all. These things, these special moments, will be a surprise, a very pleasant surprise. and we will be so filled by it, that we will not think to name it. These nows to come, will not exist to even be remembered. We will tumble out laughing, and not remember why. How do we honor such things, that we can not even wish for? For these, I offer this –

And so it is soon.

I was watching, the other day, a documentary about a group of primative native people living in isolation in a very remote jungle. And of course everyone was running around naked.

Did you know, that there are native tribes that all have blurry wieners?

I do not use Twitter at all. Does this mean my First amendment rights are being violated?

I, like Senator Hawley, do not have a book deal with Simon & Schuster. Is my right to free speech being thwarted?

If you publish a newspaper to expound on your ignorance, you are protected by the full force of the United States. That fact that you can not find advertisers or fill subscriptions does not mean your rights are being suppressed.

Do not confuse disagreement with suppression. I know that you want to be heard, and we do hear you, loud and clear. We do not think you are a liar. We think that you are stupid. In addition to this, we now know that you are dangerous too.

If you say something stupid and someone punches you in the nose. And you say something stupid again, and again you are punched in the nose. And then again and another punch. Your attacker is guilty of multiple assaults. You are an idiot. No First Amendment violations.

We some People of the Divided States, in Order to form a more perfect Delusion, establish Injustice, insure domestic Turbidity, provide for only our own defense, demote the general Welfare, and sabotage the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, unduly ordain and destablish this Constitution for the Divided States of America.