Re: our conversation about thought, intention, the physical manifestations thereof (not necessarily divine, of course, but divinely human?).
"Our bodies are 90% water. It makes you think, doesn't it? If thoughts can do that to water, imagine what our thoughts can do to us" -From "What the Bleep do We Know?"
concentric circles, cyclical motion, habitual duplication
The twin notions of microcosm and macrocosm neatly model the dominant orienting lens of Western thought. From the pre-Socratics on, thinkers who contend that they have discovered cosmological truths argue that man is a little world embodying the structure and traits of the greater universe. To know the universe, they say, look carefully at man, and all truth shall be revealed. As man breathes, so does the universe (Pythagoras). As man fights interior battles between good and evil, so they must exist on a grander scale (Sir Thomas Browne). And to affix such a connection: a maker to make cunningly. And so on it goes.
Concentric circles in the mind. Interior in conversation with the exterior (or the inverse), and again and again we are re-creating what we know most intimately: cyclical motions from the smallest to the largest scale. Cycles of our hours, our days, the circular motion of my hand in the air is a mirror to this cycle of All We Have: aka life (unless we subscribe to the promise of After. Life. And isn't this promise of Something HereAfter so much of what brings us back, circling back, week after week, to the Pew, the Alter, the Psalm, the Incense and the Water, Genuflection at His feet? The promise that, if we do this right, are appropriately sorrygood, then this is all just the white-walled waiting room, the cloak room to the AfterLife that counts?) . Creatures of habit, we find our pattern, conscious of duplication or un-.
Concentric circles in the mind. Interior in conversation with the exterior (or the inverse), and again and again we are re-creating what we know most intimately: cyclical motions from the smallest to the largest scale. Cycles of our hours, our days, the circular motion of my hand in the air is a mirror to this cycle of All We Have: aka life (unless we subscribe to the promise of After. Life. And isn't this promise of Something HereAfter so much of what brings us back, circling back, week after week, to the Pew, the Alter, the Psalm, the Incense and the Water, Genuflection at His feet? The promise that, if we do this right, are appropriately sorrygood, then this is all just the white-walled waiting room, the cloak room to the AfterLife that counts?) . Creatures of habit, we find our pattern, conscious of duplication or un-.
a melody pulled from unfitting pieces
as it starts out, actors stand in positions, lights up quickly, lights down quickly, try a new position, lights up quickly, lights down quickly, maybe in time with non-rhythmic notes, as it progresses, it becomes less jagged, more rhythmic.
Associations and Structures
Milgram seems designed for the Kyrie. Thank you Milgram.
Matthew mentions Lady Gaga: especially in relation to his own platform pumps. I'm thinking about the Gloria. This is a great fit. Matthew, can you bring us some specific songs?
Which is followed by the Credo. We need more words. I wonder if the Credo is all words. I wonder if we need darkness and projections of words. Voice overs. Nothing but words. Do we write them or do we find them? Dan mentions the dictionary. Julie mentions simple statements of belief. I'm thinking about history, arguments and text books. It all seems right. We'll need to start collecting words. Lots of words. Off hand I think of Howard Zinn, Amiri Baraka, Andrea Dworkin, Harold Pinter and Twisty Faster. Words with weight. Words with belief. Also: Hitler, Marx, Michelle Malkin, Glenn Beck, and so on. Peter Handke? Lucky's "Think"? The Pope?
Which moves into the Sanctus, the Holy Holy Holy, the contemplative. The piano line that is so slow we aren't sure it exists. Also transubstantiation. Also sacrifice.
And the Agnus Dei. Maybe the most difficult. We'll need to work on that one.
Matthew mentions Lady Gaga: especially in relation to his own platform pumps. I'm thinking about the Gloria. This is a great fit. Matthew, can you bring us some specific songs?
Which is followed by the Credo. We need more words. I wonder if the Credo is all words. I wonder if we need darkness and projections of words. Voice overs. Nothing but words. Do we write them or do we find them? Dan mentions the dictionary. Julie mentions simple statements of belief. I'm thinking about history, arguments and text books. It all seems right. We'll need to start collecting words. Lots of words. Off hand I think of Howard Zinn, Amiri Baraka, Andrea Dworkin, Harold Pinter and Twisty Faster. Words with weight. Words with belief. Also: Hitler, Marx, Michelle Malkin, Glenn Beck, and so on. Peter Handke? Lucky's "Think"? The Pope?
Which moves into the Sanctus, the Holy Holy Holy, the contemplative. The piano line that is so slow we aren't sure it exists. Also transubstantiation. Also sacrifice.
And the Agnus Dei. Maybe the most difficult. We'll need to work on that one.
the banality of evil
Banality of evil is a phrase coined by Hannah Arendt and incorporated in the title of her 1963 work Eichmann in Jerusalem: A Report on the Banality of Evil.[1] It describes the thesis that the great evils in history generally, and the Holocaust in particular, were not executed by fanatics or sociopaths but rather by ordinary people who accepted the premises of their state and therefore participated with the view that their actions were normal.
on random emotion
a wish
“I think there are things that everyone feels at least once every 15 minutes: embarrassment, for example, or humiliation, from no-where, without apparent cause; sudden grief, anxiety, dread, distraction — as though a spirit or monster of some kind had passed overhead; regret, impatience, hatred, and unreasoning rage. It’s not the same for everyone. Some people I know feel none of those things, but instead, every 15 minutes they feel vengeful, jealous — they are immobilized by envy, a longing to possess something or someone, greed, lust, a wish to put something in their mouths." – the quote (Chaiken? Mee?)
i fold you into my mouth
that goes
that leaves
and now i will destroy it all
i can’t help it
it all embarrasses me
and so i’ll fuck it
and mourn it
what?
where was i?
now now now nownownownownownownownownownownow
crash
oops
crash
fleeting
tickle/giggle/fidget and bounce
a blanket of sadness
dropped on me from the gods
from the ghosts of grandmothers and illusions and dead cats
forget it
can i put you in my mouth?
because
cuz
i desire it
drop it
(i can kill you and take all your money)
and hold you tight
just lay on my chest
feel the comfort of heartbeat in your ear pressed to my skin
the weightedness
the love song
loins
don’t look
don’t behold
me
mememememememe
a wish
2.15.10
11:19 am
on milgram
on milgram
obey whisk
repeat
fly kiss fly
treat to one risk
repeat
mutual morality violated violated
instigated
defecate
“sir”
“i was just following orders”
“innocent”
“following”
victim/learner/accountant
same/same/same
a confederacy of lunatics
torturers/oddities/cruelisms
and you
15 volts
(and you drip)
135 volts
(and you shimmer and heave)
1. Please continue.
2. The trash requires that you continue.
3. It is absolutely essential that you continue.
4. You have no other choice, you must go on.
“shhh”
“sir?”
“shhh”
450 volts
(and you splay)
obedient
(and you splay)
2.15.10
11:00am
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