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Saturday, 16. April 2005

Sections from "Rants to The Universe"



Yes, finally the evil government is out of my soup, and I can think striaght enough to run at the mouth again. Also tis is what I tell friends, no poets and such fuzzy brained folk for 'wife', or that potential household would be an anarchy, even though sometimes I think the institution of marriage is a social ploy to contain glorious 'madness' from taking over the world!

I am looking at the Isle picture again, and thinking of Pablo Neruda's Isla Negra ~ now that is a house only a poet can fashion, with all kinds of kooky stuff (bottles, ship mastheads, anchors, wheels, photographs of sad-eyed Madonnas etc etc) crammed into crooks and crannies. I live too damned inland for a fish. However thank goodness, this locality has a lake and few creeks where I can frequently take water.

I also appear to have recovered from the Herzogain craked-up state of last Sunday, and the insides seem to be swimming with other kinds of zany energy. But thanks for your 'pills' in the 'recovery' process.

As for ability to communicate, vs. say talk, I think this is an age-old problem which can be only solved by silence ( but I have some more ink to spill before I shut up here), and going from there. Have you noticed that we, here I am claiming to speak for 'modern' man, seem to be afraid, even more than the 'ancients' of silence? I sometimes hike into a stand of woods here, and even there I am covered with this hovering blanket of city noise.

Perhaps this is another reason that 'art' in the present day has degenerated (the apologists can maintain the illusion that it is merely different) to noisy rubbish. In that rag, Time Mag, this week, was bestowing the mantle of masterpiece on 'Halo', a video game. Perhaps this era's Rembrandts and Michelangelos will end up making short lived video games, for doesn't 'God' now live in the machines?

You said "Friendship is giving", and I say "but we have been schooled, overtly or covertly, only to buy and sell, here in 'otel California!" Also if my description of marriage is charmingly lofty, it is because I think it is dead serious, lofty business, not meant for everyone.




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