As the old saying goes, it goes without saying. But if it goes without saying, why bother saying it?
Worried it won’t go without saying it? It will just sit there, going nowhere? And if it does not go without saying it, where is it?
Where is it when it is not on the go?
When and where do words rest?
(Next rest stop, 45 pages)
It does not go without saying. Without saying, it doesn’t exist. It is nowhere. Not here, not there, not anywhere.
It goes without saying what goes without saying remains stuck in a limbo of doubt.
To be sure it’s on the go, say it, repeat it, vary it.
Not on its own will it go.
But needs be nevertheless let go.
It goes without saying it’s said without saying – or – cutting a long story short.B
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Well said, B. It’s a good teller can cut to the chase.
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I feel lost inside this empty eggshell, as though the bird it held has flown? Where is the baby in a white feathered dress pecking with a hen? Where the palate of rich colours? Some familiar galleries are loved. It goes without saying, but I’ve said it anyway.
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And of course it goes without saying, “the future is in eggs” (Ionesco), or “this bird has flown?”
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…and of course, Philippa, it goes without saying, thank you for saying it. I’m still mulling over the it of the effects of this new minimalist design. I can’t find a template that will do what I really want it to do. At least not a “free” one. And the others look too complicated. I want to write, not study code. But I’d like access to more font and text style variation. Oh, well, so it goes.
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