journal ritual
Under the auspices of the day, the moment…the journal, vademecum of the soul, the literary form of consciousness itself, through its rhythmic circumscription, reintroduces ritual to the abandonment of the lyric, plays moralist to the aesthete, secreting for awhile (until the next thing) the truancy of any higher illusion, any God or the big Self…
From The Journal as Art: “Impossible Text” by Victor Muñoz
What if you enhanced and amplified and structured the ritual elements of journalkeeping until the original simple act of writing became unrecognizable and only the empty forms remained?
tea ceremony without the drinking