Dont own right, but cant help but pay homeage.
Icon, from love, to fashion to his boys, Charles Bradley knows what’s up…
Category: Writing
Watch “Rolling Stones- Ventilator Blues” on YouTube
This gal used to call it Revelaor Blues
Obfuscate & disgust
Reflections on the word ‘SOBER’as inspired by timeless musicgicianologists Tool
Sobriety. Sore. Sorebet.
Sober. Solemn. Bore/s.
Sob
Robe/s. Solomen.
Rob/s
bore/s. Soloman.
Again I aver my lovesomeness.
Further clippings from Alabama
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
Inverting (space)
Imagine this, yo!
Na koja abad.
The space out of space.
refers to “a condition out of space”
Sounds a lot like an HP Lovecraft story
by-dint-of = words of truth.
Sage and Bre(a)thren: sage is also an aromatic herb and brethren sounds like breath.
I’m not the artist below. I dont know the artist below. But a supplier does.
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.
We all fall down
Resiliency. I have seen the light and I’m crowing, to quote the great Muhammad Ali.
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.
Let Them Play
Powerful words of words. Thank your sharing
Downtown
Who would remember Helen’s face
Lacking the terrible halo of spears?
Who formed Christ but Herod and Caesar,
The cruel and bloody victories of Caesar?
Violence, the bloody sire of all the world’s values.
Never weep, let them play,
Old violence is not too old to beget new values.
–Robinson Jeffers
Religion & Science- Can’t Parse This?
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
Philosophical broadest strokes…..from the mouth of a broad
Philosophy, as my prssent understanding allows, defines itself vis a viz three vectors (at its broadest): epistemology, metaphysics, and ethics
Notes on Alchemy…informal
1. Ongoing energetic exchange between universe and organism
2. Organism absorbs oxygen from the environment and expelling polluted gasses from the lungs…….I ran through the woods doing this–trying to get that part of my lungs most neglected and not used out of myself, that just-stewing in stale air stuff out of me. Radically and systematically clear the lungs of accumulated polluted gasses
3. My sense of smell reaches my awareness. Whiffs of smells flowers, clove squares, and even the decay of my own teeth
4. Nonsense koan: water in a lake is drawn towards the center of the whirlpool. the whirlpool is coextensive with the lake.
5. Ebb of energy on exhale and flow of energy on the inhale
6. Filter, Liquify, burnish, distill
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.
Watch “THE ROLLING STONES /// 9. Loving Cup – (Exile On Main Street) – (1972)” on YouTube
https://youtu.be/l-atuvoMXVdont own rights just paying mad homage.
My favorite stones song. Period. .
Watch “Led Zeppelin- Good Times And Bad Times” on YouTube
Black sabbath, any…oh eff…I mean, led zeppelin, anyone?
Who cares what the neighbors says? Furious licks are always in season.
Don’t own rights just paying mad homage
WrittenCasey 