Posted in Mundane Poetics, everyday forteana, everyday life, late night, magick on May 11, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Drinking a ginger ale at an old-man bar with my friend Z, he says:
“I’m walking through the neighborhood the other night, and there are a bunch of cops hanging out across the street from a nightclub. And I overhear one of the shorter cops standing in the middle of the group say, ‘You know, [...]
Posted in Mundane Poetics, but NOT The Big Something, everyday life, positive aphoristics, pro-peace/pro-people on March 3, 2008 | No Comments »
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OLD THYME-Y CRYPTICISM #6
Break the word [...]
Posted in Mundane Poetics, everyday life, gratitude, late night, pro-peace/pro-people, provocative filler on December 21, 2007 | 1 Comment »
You may have noticed things have slowed to a crawl here. I’m working some things out. I know what some of those things I’m working out are; others I don’t know about, not in my half-waking, daily consciousness.
And it’s as good a time as any to go into a brief silence through to [...]
Posted in Consciousness & Alternate Perception, JFK assassination, Mundane Poetics, Personal Speculation, conspiracy poetics, everyday life, gratitude, pointing at The Big Something, politics on November 23, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Ah, we arrive at another Turkey-Day. In the TV-less world I reside in most of my hours, that still means spending time with family, connecting with each other, whether we’re talking, eating or simply silently sitting in the same room reading different books. But what a great opportunity to see oneself and one’s [...]
Posted in Mundane Poetics, mis-education vs. raw learning on November 9, 2007 | 7 Comments »
They’re in the lunch room, all those grade school kids, energy buzzing wild everywhere.
Boy A spills his styro foam tray all over the floor, one of those things that happen.
I’m walking over, watching Boy B, seated right next to A, just look and do nothing.
“Help him,” I say to Boy B.
“I didn’t do it,” says [...]
Posted in Mundane Poetics, but NOT The Big Something, gratitude, pointing at The Big Something, positive aphoristics, pro-peace/pro-people, spirituality on September 30, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Grandma Wayne says: “Wish in one hand, shit in the other. Then, tell me which one gets full first.”
And the Youthful Godmother says: “You gotta work it if you want it to work.”
Different poems, same point.
Posted in Mundane Poetics, mysticcult on September 7, 2007 | No Comments »
The three-legged horse speaks to the plain.
The middle pillar falls
in view of the solitary fourth:
the one below.
Two rays rise and converge behind the back of the prophet,
listening to the messenger above.
The hammer:
The broken cross:
The rifle:
The tool
of an execution of the young [solitary]
witnessed from above
as well as from below,
though the angles are different.
Sky’s[1] messenger
and the [...]
Posted in Mundane Poetics, everyday forteana, everyday life, initiation, pointing at The Big Something, spirituality on September 3, 2007 | 7 Comments »
The gods, likening themselves to all kinds of strangers, go in various disguises from city to city, observing the wrongdoing and the righteousness of men.
–Homer
That took longer than I expected. Figured I’d just get myself a little detoxifying tea at the local organic deli. In and out and then off to the A [...]
Posted in Consciousness & Alternate Perception, Mundane Poetics, but NOT The Big Something, everyday life, mysticcult, pointing at The Big Something, psychology, spirituality on August 25, 2007 | 1 Comment »
The idea haunted Nietzsche. It so affected P.D. Ouspensky, writer and disciple of the Russian mystic philosopher Gurdjieff, that he wrote a novel about it, The Strange Life of Ivan Osokin. Pythagoras taught it. The early Christian Father Origen sought to refute it. And without it, Groundhogs Day would not be the [...]
Posted in Consciousness & Alternate Perception, Mundane Poetics, Personal Speculation, but NOT The Big Something, everyday life, pointing at The Big Something, spirituality, sub cult-sure on July 24, 2007 | 2 Comments »
There’s a discussion of my extended response essay “What It Feels Like for a Cult Leader over at the Daism forum. While reading their responses, I found a great link left by “mdpc” to an essay by Dr. Arthur Deikman called “Personal Freedom”.
To state it plainly, the essay hits hard.
I just wanted to quote this [...]
