David Live 1974 full album: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLV2SQzMY9xAl285xh2GDgSib54pci7w8v
Cheers to nickreeves, who suggested a song that led to my discovering this.
Wowza canowza. Aem still digesting but had to spread the words ASAP.
No rights owned, mad homage being paid.
Slightly aggressive, especially if feeling
Partially cornered
Total arousal of senses. Endocrine ; adrenaline ; spite but not smite at The Smug who think shes blind.
Eyes cutting sidewards, upwards to the left or downwards
i.e. any way but candidly.
Only one mouse spoke words to make her honest shudders occur.
UnLike the ignorant liars, soothsayers, mad pipers, would be priors, et al.
Facading smile worn in protection of someone or something. Such a precious, protective pretense should be judged not.
We keep Stretching until tendons roll over bits of lingering softness.
Until ligaments distend symmetricaly and transform that which was almost unrecognizable into something that is inexorably unrecognizable.
Gravity is invariably variable.
People look incredulous at this assertion, but love hearing about the moon.
It’s not wrong or untrue to say howling at the moon is more appealing than Feeling gravity.
I can point at the point.
I can ellucidaye the gravity.
But it must be walked, its weight felt,
The effect on body in motion and body not in motion.
Inaction cannot be taken for granted
From F&W dic aka tha best of my four.
I. vb To construct a bridge or bridges over ; span ; get over ; pass.
II. n.
1. A structure erected to AFFORD PASSAGE ACROSS A WATERWAY or the like ; a raised support.
2. An observational~platform or partial deck BUILT ACROSS AND ABOVE a ship’s deck for the use of the officers, the pilot, etc.
3. (1) Auction bridge.
(2) BRIDGE~WHIST
4. Something likened to a bridge.
More in pic below
Dont own rights, paying mad homage.
Soul Power reminds me of Bowie/Ziggy’s Soul Love
Give it to me, put it back
Can we go to the bridge now?
I wanna go to the bridge…..me too!
I wanna get under your skin.
Gotta feeeeyeeel it.
I need help, I cant do it alone
Come back for more, say it again, come back for more.
Say it again!
You, ball on tha bound, you gotta get down.
You heard him, do your lil thing.
Phase shift from upright to horizontal.
Phasing into sleep, but failing.
Fantasizing about flesh, step by steps, instructionals.
Finally coalescing into tactile sensations aroused from the mind
There came a sharp mental crack-
And the moment passed and the phase shift falters…
Time to remount
Dont own rights, but iggy owns rights to US punk verbe.
This has been reincarnated, to my limited experience, twice ( ala Michael Hutchence < of INXS, RIP > and the miraculous Deftones and MJK).
Listen to this track on great headphones and hear so much additional quintessence.
James Brown calls for ‘Bridge?!¿ like no other.
Dig it.
Why does this Harvard mathematician say that science is built upon the axiom “0 exists”? by Joshua Engel https://www.quora.com/Why-does-this-Harvard-mathematician-say-that-science-is-built-upon-the-axiom-0-exists/answer/Joshua-Engel?ch=99&share=e5b9759c&srid=CWTwk
I do the words and let others do the math, generally speaking.
So , I appreciate those that can communicate numbers into words.
Words should still not be considered second to numbers.
It’s not a competition, to say the absolute least.
Tartarus. Classical mythology
The place of punishment in the lower world. Originally, a dark abyss as far below Hades as earth is below heaven, and later the abode where the wicked undergo eternal punishment.
This is from my F&W dic. Spooky. There are 4 further percussions of this world. If interested, do ask.
betrothed
beholden
bemused
BESPOKE
BELOVED
beatitudes
befuddled
If not why the eff not. Barely over 200 pg and quite novel for a novel.
Re-reading it at mo, great bit from p8
He had thought more than other men, and in matters of the intellect he had that calm objectivity, that certainty of thought and knowledge, such as only really intellectual men have, who have no axe to grind, who never wish to shine, or to talk others down, or to appear always in the right.
Doping up our heroine, Jack is on a roll again.
Punk love and Animal Sounds are some motifs.
And sexy sex perhaps.
“Obviously, this concerns an interactive process: the interaction of observer and observed in a dialogue of light.”
This is probably true of other ‘vowel words’, but the purposes here:
Words beginning with the letter ‘a’ that contain more vowels than consonants tend to be interesting words.
Fascinating words from my OED Concise
apogee ; abelian ; abiogenesis ; ablative ; adiabatic ; aisle ; aerobe ; atiology ; avacado ; axiom ; atrabilious ; ab initio
Any collective noun is of interest to this lady
Shrewdness of apes
Blush of boys
Observance of hermits
Exaltation of larks
Pity of prisoners
Unkindness of ravens
Tolle Lege is spoken to Augustine in the garden, yet it often feels like it was a former self of mine who told those words, or rather sent them through time/space/matter to his mind.
And by ‘self of mine’ I do not mean my ego but somepart of everyone, something spoken by many, many people and heard by many, many people through Augustine’s esrs.
Words stream out of my minds mouth at breakneck speed.
Fantasies of unknown play at night of my mental reel to reel.
I’ve handwritten thoughts and fictions of many sorts.
I’ve been on my back in bed many a sleepless night.
I’ve sated myself, sated another, finally gone.
Now I delay and find pleasure in ache.
I’ve stood on my toes and arched my back with arms extended to firm during moments of restlessness.
I listen to music to move like the creature of touch I am.
I’ve stretched out on my side and felt the weight of my breasts shift against my camisole.
So why do all I want now is a man to whom I can talk to dirtylike. Lovesome submission desired, yet shy of. For whom do I cultivate my body, face, and mind? Aside from for my own pleasure, of course.
I told my sister I live to work and she said gross.
She misunderstands. We all work all the time.
We all move from a place we could call motivation to action.
Do you know yours? If so, what it is and how does it change?
How does it make your garden grow? Does it feel glad in the rain and sun and cold or heat?
How do you balance the swinging pendulum that becomes time’s arrow’s trajectory?
How do you know when to flee the vital activa for that which is its polar opponent?
Can you tell if you’re moving with no mirror to see?
Painfully lonely, not so much.
Suspensed in waiting for manifestation. Arouses my want for love, flesh, desire.
I own no rights owned. But even Jim Hendrix had this dude play his tunes, and Bob Dylan ostensibly landed songs to Hendrix, so here we have links.
Trivia, SRV played on Bowie’s Let’s Dance.
WrittenCasey 