.. it never ended
it won't ever end
& even if it did,
it would instantly start again ..
"Con[ ]temporary art is a scam; you know that, right? The real art is con[ ]vincing people you're making something meaningful and complex when it's really just arbitrary masturbation"
- from I Want Your Sex
.. shades (thus named to stress that he'd erased his personal history, just as Carlos Castaneda suggests) found himself somewhat torn between u&iverse and moneytheism; in a manner of speaking, as one might say ..
.. for if the former was a way to con vey the collective, communal spirit, then the latter must denote the worship of quantity, & as is painfully clear especially these daze, this is invariably done individually ..
.. & then wondering if it was written that way, u&Iverse, to denote the problematizing of the coherent independent self .. for beyond the physical realm, it becomes difficult to distinguish where ewe begin, & where eye end ..
.. but moving beyond questions of con tent & form to con siderations of con text, he wondered, is it the master's response ability to tell the student what to do, or just how to do it ..?
.. phrased in another Way: should the seeker, the aspirant if you will, be told what to seek, or merely where to look, & how to gnow (when) they've seen it ..
.. surely, 'tis the latter .. in which case: u&Iverse & moneytheism re:con ciliate, in the name of god .. in other words, make of the - a + , & let the o be indistinguishable from an .
.. you following me so far ..? .. for only then, truelie, wilt thee enter the exit, & come out of the ingress (.. & that, egressively) ..
.. for to do this would be comparable; indeed analogous to the re con ciliation of the punk & new wave aesthetics .. the which is a fundamental & essential founding objective of LL frAum the beginning e(s)t A l'Ancienne ..
.. but what of moneytheism; is it not the root of @LL evil ..? .. is it not the very cause of piracy, the word for what the underdog has always relied upon when the powers & principalities have failed them ..? .. could even this be of use in That Great Work ..?
.. & yet we say, such a synthesis can be made, nay must be engaged, for surely is this the so-called shadow Work .. & the more uphill the climb, the more worthwhile the goal, which the practitioner will surely attain, armed with perception, perspicacity & persistence .. eh ..?
Westmount St Lenny Cohen, prie pour nous
Hello, my name is
What, my name is
Who, my name is
<INSERT NAME HERE>
Hmmm.... now where did that variable come from?
Was it assigned at birth? :Naming day in Eden:
Aye, an [ay(in]visible) mark crossed between your ears, your eyes, and your mouth
A SUMMONS must be by name: your name is on the BOOKS... somewhere.
If I recall, I must have been placed here some way back when and received an audible name,
but before then the whole starry space had moved into a conforming position
and laid out a branching form in time and space - some time after an EXPLOSION, if you catch my drift,
and such was a beginning.
I grew for a time, weightless in the dull light of dream.
Fell and could feel the pull, off to somewhere else, and
it was hard to move away from that tug, but I struggled to be mobile - add my own directions:
I wriggled like a worm and evolved to fours then twos, gradually breaking more and more free
from the GRAV(e|ITY that said: "NO FURTHER SHALL YE PASS", seemed black and a darkness: a hole to fall through.
My always open ears, behind the visible world, felt and known to be behind the eyes... and at right angles.
And there behind the eyes seems to be the whole audible space. A world not defined by planes or limited by a directed gaze.
The sounds helped me cut the worlds' forms into manageable chunks, the pulsating wave forms opened and closed, spaced and spread with vowels and consonants,
delineating psychic spaces for the representation of the contents of MY world.
The limits of your language are the limits of your world.
The true names of things are unknown, just as anything remains unknown in its entirety. They lack the nebulosity of human language, and strike with the precision of fact.
In the beginning was the logos, etched first with figures of law and form, before an utterance resounding from the depths of time calls forth a being from out of the sea of potentiality, pulled out the slumbering darkness of obscurity.
And, like that, the chattering of humans are evocation, when they attempt to describe the future or cause an effect, or the words merely run in loops and steady the group mind with an axis, or set of axes, from that spinning 'round (and going nowhere).
Monkey see, monkey do, and in the last, in the mass, all we have are monkeys (and monkeys with guns): Chimps will cannibalize and kill the young of other chimps or bands of chimps; chimps are violently territorial. And, what do we see these days apart from that eating of flesh?
People hypnotized by words that pretend to give an identity, when what they do in fact is to take it away or give it a control plane overlay, with the hands of the most venal, brutal, avaricious, and shortsighted, pulling the strings on those axes. They should end up with those axes shoved up their ass - maybe they already are.
And the name will be mud.
"Do not feel guilty for finding your power. And do not feel guilty for becoming who you are meant to be. Because you are amazing"
- from Carrie
.. it @LL con nexts ..
.. & yet,
not @LL who seem like they know gnow;
nay a disturbing many who do don't ..
.. no: @LL you need's a good crew,
& you can take over the world ..
