Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Like a photograph periodically revisited,
a subtle sign
never before seen
appears only
when it is sought.
To others
it is invisible.
For memory is not
like a photograph.
Reflections upon memories
yield images
limited to what is perceived
necessary at the time.

We are the blind.
Perceiving only
what we have been educated
to hold important.

Denying the intuition.
Forsaking subjectivity.

We live on a mystery plane
made of lies.
made of memories.
we are all ghosts
of our own forgotten past.
Back here again.
total pain.
goodness.
Abyss.

As the hymnal book says
It is meet and right so to do.
As we are meat so to suffer.
Bound to the failing ego.

worship pain for its dividing signs.
It alone creates will
so that the well-meaning, optimistic subject
may ask why.
I was sitting on a curb somewhere
the air was pressing down on my shoulders.
I had nearly burnt the house down.
trying to ready myself for the employers.
back at home
the one I live with
was going to kill me.
out there somewhere
she couldn't care less
if the house stood
or if the mean eyed killer
had got to me.
A lone dove walked out
onto the gravel drive.
How emotive
but unforgivably trite I thought to myself.
Senselessly it pecked
at the dust between the gravel.
It was probably telling itself to stay busy.
To stay busy
to keep its mind off of things.
It said to itself
If I keep pecking at this gravel,
this pile of rocks,
it will deliver me from these woes of mine.
To numb the pain in the scrotum.
This must be why we have jobs,
a wall to talk to,
an honorary,
official,
gilded,
holy,
recoco block for the ramming of the frontal lobe.

In the morning, to myself


It's been windy and cold
he said to forget.
All so simple and secure.
No doubt about it.
It's windy
and its cold outside.
You and Me

City Streets will be
Darkened, sophisticated
Flower gardens for you and I
To see.

Worthwhile Film #1

Night on Earth


Jarmusch film seen inside taxi cabs around the world. Fucking brilliant.




Wothwhile Film #2




Stranger Than Paradise






Another beautifully minimalist film by Jarmusch. A perfect view of the relationship of men and women in and out of friendship.