A brief interlude…


Life imitates art imitates life imitates art and on and on like an infinite regression through facing mirrors. Twilight and the neon midway infuse the air with fantasy pinks and blues, cotton candy colors, distorting yet clarifying, intoxicating yet enhancing perception.

Nothing is real and everything is real. We step outside ourselves and become who we are, who we want, who we love. We are so often seen and yet not recognized. Pain wells up and needs release.

The carnival is release. Centrifugal force pushing you back into the hard plastic that keeps you from spinning out into the air, centripetal force pulling the air from your lungs. Pain spills up and out and exaltation penetrates and fills the emptied spaces.

Nothing is as simple as its surface, and little is as it seems, but everything is real.


“That which is exists is allowed,” John Lilly

“That which is allowed exists,” Molly Montrevoir


“Step into my parlor said the spider….”


County Fair photo by W. Merganser.

~ by Molly Montrevoir on February 19, 2007.

4 Responses to “Carnival”

  1. “That which exists should be experienced in its entirety,” JanieBelle McKnight

  2. I couldn’t agree with you more, JanieBelle.

    Was it not Thoreau — and how aptly named — who wrote about the importance of living deeply and sucking the marrow out of life? Isn’t that your Lover’s motto?

    Lets update Thoreau and suck the marrow out of others’ lives as well πŸ˜‰

  3. It was Thoreau, and I’m in total agreement with you.

    Let’s get to the sucking!


  4. You may see tomorrow that it has begun πŸ˜‰

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