How did I ever bear it?How did I survive and overcome such wounds?How did my soul rise again out of those killing fields? Yes, something invulnerable, unburiable is within me,something that would shatter rocks into pieces:it is called my Will. Silently does it proceed,unchanged throughout the years.Its course proceeds upon my feet,my old Will;…
Night. In darkness things gain definition, a better focus. I dreamed in the early morning hours. The detail has already escaped my recall. The gist, the weight of the presences, a female voice spoke to me saying that I must attend to female perspectives in my life. Why that point? I am a guy,…
Yesterday, Memorial Day I went for an unplanned walk by the Fox River. Noting that the Creamery ice cream shop was crowded to capacity, a short walk along the river would allow families with children to be served. After my walk I would return for a scoop of chocolate ice cream. The Fox River…
TIS night: now all the gushing fountains speak louder. And my soul also is a gushing fountain. ‘Tis night: now only all songs of the loving ones do awake. And my soul also is the song of a loving one. Something unappeased, unappeasable, is within me; it longs to find expression…. Light am I:…
It is Sunday. I considered launching an anti-Christianity rant this morning. On second thought, these lines are more important, and widely universal than any critique of Christian fundamentalism. I am a recovering Jesus Fundamentalist. (Everyone starts somewhere. No child has a choice about that or anything else) I am not unlike an alcoholic, who…
And the blindness of the blind one,and his seeking and groping,still testifies to the power of the suninto which he has gazed,– did you know that before? And with mountains shall the discerning one learn to build!It is a small thing for the spiritto remove mountains,– did you know that before? You know only…
We have no interest in going “back to the land” if the deal includes the boring life of a shit-kicking peasant –nor do we want “tribalism” if it comes with taboos, fetishes & malnutrition. We have no quarrel with the concept of culture –including technology; for us the problem begins with civilization. What we…
A friend of mine posted an essay this week entitled Machismo…and Why? The paragraphs of the essay described toxic masculinity as a range of behaviors, a state of male arrested development. Males in socially elevated positions present themselves as powerful, yet behave as a child of 3 or 4 years of age going into a…
The Manichees…believed that the body can be spiritualized–or rather, that the body merely contaminates pure spiritand must be rejected. The Gnostic* perfecti (radical dualists)starved themselves to deathto escape the body & returnto the pleroma of pure light. So to evade the evils of the flesh–murder, war, famine, greed–paradoxically only one path remains:murder of one’s…
We might now contemplateaesthetic actions which possesssome of the resonance of terrorism(or “cruelty” as Artaud* put it)aimed at the destruction of abstractions rather than people, at liberation rather than power, pleasure rather than profit, joy rather than fear, “Poetic Terrorism.” Our chosen images have the potency of darkness –but all images are masks, &…
