I said: "The theologians really know their topic; are these people smart like eighty- one people quite like you together, so just do like me and pray and trust them, Katie,
their knowledge adds to a tremendous mass of safe and very holy gravitation!" – "Oh yes?" said Katie, "What if all that jazz is very simple at the final station
what do you say? I don't want to be rude not even really to oppose your mission. But tacitly this concept may include an untold power, that's my slight suspicion,
I mean, that Truth was never too complex – You may say 'God'; the real thing still is Sex!"
To live reactively, responsively, creatively, as an artist, act the way your life forms the best possible narrative, like a novel or a film, towards Death, End of the Story. According to Heidegger, Life is what Is. Sorge. Being kind of your own God? Primacy of Aestethics over Ethics.
LE FRUIT DU CIEL . Un orage nocturne illmuna maintenant l'Amazonie, franchis les Andes, envoya des jeux de cartes gigantesques et frappantes en bas à la Pampa –
I love the season for rhododendrons, azaleas and mountain laurel. Mine are almost all finished, so my weekend task will be cutting them back to more manageable size.
Don't give me this "woe is me," "alas," etc., when you've got stuff like growing in your garden in southern Maine! :-) Just eat your Grape Nuts and be happy!
My art:
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I said: "The theologians really know
their topic; are these people smart like eighty-
one people quite like you together, so
just do like me and pray and trust them, Katie,
their knowledge adds to a tremendous mass
of safe and very holy gravitation!"
– "Oh yes?" said Katie, "What if all that jazz
is very simple at the final station
what do you say? I don't want to be rude
not even really to oppose your mission.
But tacitly this concept may include
an untold power, that's my slight suspicion,
I mean, that Truth was never too complex –
You may say 'God'; the real thing still is Sex!"
My poetry:
Single Swingle
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Algorithm of Being
To live reactively, responsively, creatively, as an artist, act the way your life forms the best possible narrative, like a novel or a film, towards Death, End of the Story. According to Heidegger, Life is what Is. Sorge. Being kind of your own God? Primacy of Aestethics over Ethics.
My philosophy:
GAMMABLIXT
Et ma poésie...
LE FRUIT DU CIEL
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Un orage nocturne illmuna maintenant l'Amazonie, franchis les Andes, envoya des jeux de cartes gigantesques et frappantes en bas à la Pampa –
Puis: petit déjeuner à melon; café fumant !
À la bague du cigare tu lis, étonné: GÉOGRAPHIE.
Poétudes
In Totenstadt kann Nichts wachsen,
Nacht bebaut die grüne Bezirke.
Wache, Kind, wache!
Es kommt ein Mann zum Haus.
Es läuft das Gerücht um schwarze
Schein von brennende Schächte.
Wache, Kind, wache!
Er öffnet die Tür zum Zimmer.
Das Mond der Nachkriegszeit fällt
seine Auge über allen Gärten.
Wache, Kind, Wache!
Der König hat er gestürzt.
Deine Atemwende wird leicht als Tod
und Erwartung in der Himmelskapelle.
Träume, Kind, träume!
Dein Vater ist immer bei dir.
FREMDE GEDICHTE
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- Peter Ingestad, Sweden
Your Rhodies are looking mahhvalous and pretty in pink!
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A brilliant color on these Rhodies. Very nice.
ReplyDeleteBonjour dear friend,
ReplyDeleteI like very much this color, these flowers are beautiful!Great shot!
Léia
rain-kissed rhodies...it doesn't get much sweeter.
ReplyDeleteNature's beauties! I noticed that you are somewhat speechless in their presence, Mr. Storyteller.
ReplyDeleteAn explosion like that in the garden is always a welcome thing, beautiful summer colour Birdman.
ReplyDeleteOoh, beauteous rhodies. . .ours (similar color) have all bloom-de-bloomed in a huge riot and are now sadly wilting en masse.
ReplyDeleteBirdman -- like your explosion! -- barbara
ReplyDeleteWow, eye popping. These are something I only see in pots here in Arizona. It's just not the same.
ReplyDeleteA lovely pop of colour on a dull Friday here. No story?
ReplyDeleteThey are so beautiful! Send some of that rain down here please.
ReplyDeleteI love the season for rhododendrons, azaleas and mountain laurel. Mine are almost all finished, so my weekend task will be cutting them back to more manageable size.
ReplyDeleteAnother wonderful reason to fall in love with the summer.
ReplyDeleteDon't give me this "woe is me," "alas," etc., when you've got stuff like growing in your garden in southern Maine! :-) Just eat your Grape Nuts and be happy!
ReplyDeleteNothing like an explosion of color!
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