9/6/2010 – The Colors of Fire…

A wild fire rages in the foothills above boulder. Spreading from it is a fast plume of smoke. This huge plume of smoke, the color of which is the gray dark ash that is not gray, not blue, but a greenish, brownish, brackish color. This is the color that one sees on Fire constitution’s faces – the color of smoke.

The fire rages out of control. As I drive closer to examine the cloud, the colors now undulate and change to warm browns. There’s this lifelessness, this kind of dark containment of all elements – of all the colors, reds, greens, and blues within the plumes of smoke that originate from it. It’s as if the whole kingdom is burning as the fire consumes all the elements, burning the wood and the minerals therein, lifting them high into the air. This graying mass of undulating colors is what can appear as this deadened corpse-like look of the people who have this element as their constitutional factor - as this fire rages through their anatomy burning up their insides through excessive overheating.

The fire cloud is mushrooming is shades of bluish purple and clear red and rusty orange as the earth element is consumed within in. Driving underneath the great cloud of fire, shadows of red, gold and yellow cover the whole land as the sun is partially obscured. The sun is red through the cloud directly above and the smell is that of brunt grass and tree limb, of bonfire and leaves. It’s sharp and forward in the nose, scratchy in the throat, high, elevated, wiffy.