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The two text-based sites: one is from a noted wacko, one is from a noted 13th century arabist.
Discuss. 650-663
Two different target=”_blank”>kinds 070-455 of weird.
The two text-based sites: one is from a noted wacko, one is from a noted 13th century arabist.
Discuss. 650-663
Dale, where in the world do you come up with this shit?
The thing about the most dangerous path in the world was really freaking me out. (And I thought the AT was bad.)
That is, until I saw the cube thing.
That guy seems genuinely unhinged.
Gene Ray and Raymond Lull (Lully) both possess the Ray, and we can go on to propose that it is the very same Divine Ray Judge Schreber writes of in his memoirs: the Ray that is from God and that penetrated Schreber and made him a Woman. Lull, of course, is a scientist as well as a mystic and one of the acknowledged influences upon contemporary Information Science.
Mysticism, Science, Psychosis. All in a quest for Certainty, certainly.
The juxtapostion of these systems with death-defying activities carried out upon dizzying heights is an inspired union. Unio Mysticum.
I think they’re on to us.
Nice film.
Loved the Trick Tract.
I also recommend searching using the phrases “art of memory” or “memory palace” to discover more about the traditions Brother Lully was operating within and which received further development up through the Renaissance.
A beautiful post/poem: Lies I’ve told my 3-year-old
Another lovely, minimal form for expression. I wonder if we can use small expressive forms like this to explore the Prime/Sub Prime terrain? Haiku’s another good one. The William Carlos Williams “red wheelbarrow” approach might be another. The Ditty.
Nursery Rhymes and Country Music as folk forms that can be appreciated and appropriated for Complex Prime work.
Turff’s mention of Country Music presents an interesting case for me. This question of what one thinks of “country music” is so tied up with American political and social warfare over the last half a century. It’s a folk form that received its lumps in a struggle just as The Blues became invested with certain values in the struggle. The progressive left championed the Blues as a force for good in the Civil Rights struggle while at the same time linking Country Music to racist crackers. Many of us grew up programmed to accept those associations. It’s perception. Country Music is also the poetry of fundamental anguish and The Blues celebrates Male phallic violence and display. It’s all there, it’s all in what perception you privilege.
This one is for Jeff.
Actually it reads better this way, by computer, than my play version did with real, live humans reading it.
I like “old school” country music, up until about the 1970s, but nothing much past that. I find modern country music revolting. What does that say about me? Marc?
I find I prefer bluegrass (interesting if slightly off-kilter book by David Crowder on the eschatology thereof) and a different sort of old-school country. The kind to which I refer is not the pre-70s variety Jeff mentions, but rather works by folk like George Strait, Clint Black, Randy Travis, and Alan Jackson that eschews both the violin-laden crap of the late 70’s and early 80’s, and the pseudo-pop of the 90’s and 00’s for a simpler sound that at least pays homage to the “origins”.
Gid Tanner and the Skillet Lickers, anyone?
I’m with Jeff, after the seventies, I don’t really much care. But Johnny Cash is my favorite singer of all time. Conway Twitty, George Jones, Hank Williams, Willie Nelson, popular music doesn’t get much better than those guys.
Sorry, I didn’t mean to imply what passes for Country Music today doesn’t suck. I think we’re kind of all on the same page. My take on the true essence of Country Music is stolen from the title of some book about Country Music which I haven’t read and also sounds like an appropriation of James Cagney’s advice on acting: Hit a few chords and tell the truth. Which means when “Back to Basics” is used as a marketing ploy, I have to be on guard.