No rights owned, but mad homage.
Steely Dan. An epiphenomenon. Even if you dont like their tone, check out their namesake and a bit of trivia. Much like J. Mitchell, if you dont like them now, you probably will eventually.
Category: Words
Obfuscate & disgust
Watch “Ike & Tina Turner – Proud Mary | 1971” on YouTube
Do not own rights, just paying mad homage.
Many have done Proud Mary but few compare to this reinterpretation.
Creole delta blues babe!
Dealing with TimeS shifting arrow
Incorrect to assume that time is one dimensional.
Let’s imagine 2D time in the pic below
Vector. Precession. Equinox.
Circadian. Cellular time.
Astronomy
*rotation of fixed stars (!) and precession of the equinoxes
, seasons on the planet, circadian rhythms of daylight and darkness, evidenced by cellular time.
Here we encounter the challenge of extrapolating between these two dimensions.
Eventually may we reconcile our eternal being with our transiency.
>the Mind bypasses its middle range, dismisses the conditioning it has been subjected to.
Eternal being : transciency?
Seed : plant?
Seeds: DNA remains constant, mutating very slowly if at all.
Plants: which unfolds the seed in an incomparably faster time sequence.
I try to imagine absorbing cosmic energy on inhale, as
–converging inward–
by repeating space inverted in a vacuum inside.
Space only has meaning for matter.
Perhaps at transcendent levels of our thinking-space is irrelevant.
A gradual transitions between extremes and expectations
Control of/and Breath….found notes of mine
Control of breath = 1st goal.
Enables a way to modulate (alchemical correspondance found in this) emotional involvement with the ambient circumstances.
A means towards organizing our mental processes.
In the hope of finally regulating one’s thinking at various levels of will. (correspondance yo hermetic tradition here found)
A concept considered makes great sense to me today whereas two months ago it did not.
Catabolic / Anabolic / Metabolic
Hibernate……? Surely not just yet.
Things written in unawareness that matriculated from immersive awareness intent upon impeccability.
Fearlessly climbing. Equus Callebus
His gal, this gal, she’d run thru the jungle for ya and ya’lls, babe, my sugarfooted mouse.
Of the woods I have no fear. For there was I raised.
Of the caves, I do not go deep. Of darkness there will be epochs to learn, so I rush not.
Of the mesa do I have resonance, having ere dauntingly danced to dodge the threat of exposure to lightening.
What I know, you know not.
What you know, I know not.
LET no assumption be made, except that Ae submit aem love. Aem written. Tolle lege. Anon, anon; and, on and on. Aem, we are, new, I do contend.
Lovesome intent is my Tao.
Let’s follow Macha’s dictum and See it Another Way.
What you think I know, i dont.
What you think has been made painfully obvious, i see not.
What you must remember, I’m just a doe eyed dummy, man.
Yet I love you still,
despite not knowing your face, name, OR voice.
You are the scepter at the feast, and the feast is mentally prepared for you alone, by myself. Through my longing for real touch and to discard this silicon love in order to know flesh and blood love, with my love. Lovesome intent.
Fawning through the forest. No end game, just the breath of a moment and hope for companionship.
This is patience, not prudence.
Come or say you won’t.
Words of correspondance
The center of a cyclone is a VACCUM, akin feel to the void of your SOLAR PLEXUS
It’s odd, the anatomical term here: a solar plexus is located on the CORONAL plane.
sun / light / aura / halo
convergence ; confluence ; congruence ; confluence ; consilience
Converge field diffuses diffracts atmosphere
Dynamize, galvanize, radiate
The girl who dogged…
She flit and she drove them and him mad, both equal and in tirn,
Though those who would tell her herself to her face, only elicited her giggles, and quickly jumps ‘ere, with discomfort tempered in and with unconditional love.
She loved man by his his touch. Effortlessly and yet also endlessly.
His confusion at her ease and grace in such a magical endeavor, only furthered her own confusion and lovesome smitteness.
But she could wait.
She was desparately patience…for this.
Effing idiocy of self
Who is not guilty.
As soon as I accuse I am guilty.
Your dispassionate acknowledgement aches as much as that I aver myself to you in dispassion, presumeably.
Share and share alike says the one with no vested interest in sharing.
What are we to make of this?, says the hardworking young lady who only recently became vested.
Benevolence could unsuspectingly become malificence here.
Here in our position. Do we care?
But what would they know of us, anywazy.
They would know what we allowed and told.
Because as beautiful nobodies, we dodge gazes but come together in verbal symetry.
Equilaterally pentacling.
Miraculous
Thank you lapham’s quarterly (aka you know you’re a redneck…)
You know you’re a redneck if you’ve been calling Michel Foucault, Michael Foe-cawlt. Tis a pendulum, I suppose. Who knew the below? Not this lady!
A new foreign word I learned
Wissenschaft
Any study involving systematic research
*often is roughly translated as ‘science’ but its BROADER
Unlike ‘science,’ it allows for every systematic academic study of any area–including the humanities like art or religion
Also, if you like good music, check out Sun Kil Moon.
a young frayed quilt
It’s too early to worry on a non-weekday.
But then again what a nonsense thing to say.
Death and the love will come to us all through their own ways and means. Wild, wooly, whether you worry or not.
Ad hoc committees advise authority, argue about accountability, while ignoring the actual execution of manifesting the objects of their words.
Slings of arrows fly while mouths full of slang work tirelessly on the sly.
Mind abrasions
Sure it burns, but so do embers, Roman candles and other superficial pains.
Merely a skinned brain knee.
Seeking friction. Yet surprised upon finding that sought. Defamiliatization appears as though thru the lens of new prescription lenses.
What once was adequate is now questionably so.
Who is the knower and how can they confidently say so?
This is how we ruminate…
What’s a geezer you ask….
Curiouser and vermi-ser
Metacenter of a Vessel
Where did they first list this phenomenological stuff.
Curiouser and curiouser said Alice Ladder
Alice Ladder’s Piece
Solenoid (i.e. why illustrations make everything better)
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