Why Wouldn't We? | John Richardson

Why wouldn’t we prefer to close our eyelids and see more clearly?

Why wouldn’t we allow our dreams to dictate our steps?

Why wouldn’t we find the Marvellous in the most unexpected of places?

Why wouldn’t we encourage our imagination to have free rein?

Why wouldn’t we reveal the one in the other?

Why wouldn’t we savour the mysteries placed before us by objective chance?

Why wouldn’t we gaze in wonder as we step behind the mirror?

Why wouldn’t we dive repeatedly to the depths of our unconscious to retrieve translucent pearls?

Why wouldn’t we place crystals in the night sky and bathe in their glow?

Why wouldn’t we illuminate the streets with the sparks of the unlikeliest juxtapositions?

Why wouldn’t we seek to live where Desire has no bounds?

Why wouldn’t we venerate Love above all?

Why wouldn’t we ferociously tear down the walls of miserablism?

Why wouldn’t we esteem subversion and revolt?

Why wouldn’t we revere Breton, Ernst, Miro, Man Ray and their comrades?

18 June 2004