Youngest son said, “I think you write because you have something to prove.” I responded, “I just like to write.” Yet he was nicely persistent. “No, I think you have something to prove!” I was not going to conflict his 18-year-old wisdom. He is wise. “I guess I did write my stories now in eBook and paperback formats. I suppose I did prove something?!”
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Stop thinking about art works as objects, and start thinking about them as triggers for experiences. (Roy Ascott’s phrase.) That solves a lot of problems: we don’t have to argue whether photographs are art, or whether performances are art, or whether Carl Andre’s bricks or Andrew Serranos’s piss or Little Richard’s ‘Long Tall Sally’ are art, because we say, ‘Art is something that happens, a process, not a quality, and all sorts of things can make it happen.’ … [W]hat makes a work of art ‘good’ for you is not something that is already ‘inside’ it, but something that happens inside you — so the value of the work lies in the degree to which it can help you have the kind of experience that you call art.
~ Brian Eno
Agathos Daimon, the Good or Rich Spirit”. His numinous presence could be represented in art as a serpent or more concretely as a young man bearing a cornucopia and a bowl in one hand, and a poppy and an ear of grain in the other. The agathodaemon was later adapted into a general daemon of fortuna, particularly of the continued abundance of a family’s good food and drink.
“Scientists know that electromagnetic waves carry information. Radio waves are a common example of how information is sent out via electromagnetic waves. The waves that your heart and brain generate carry information that is sent through your body and out into the space around you, just like a radio transmitter. Yet the heart’s signals have much more power.” – The HeartMath Story, as Told by Founder Doc Childre
I’ve heard it said that the soul doesn’t live inside our body but that it is more like a womb in which we are contained.
Turner, Toko-pa. Belonging: Remembering Ourselves home (Kindle Locations 2739-2740). Her Own Room Press. Kindle Edition.
“This disco guy wanted funk in our sound with 10,000 backing vocals, the guy laughed at Tony when he tried to sing, they treated us like shit. Casey wanted to hit that engineer dick…Posh Boy told us not to play games with him, he’d play games with us. That engineer was a real dick.”
~ Steve Soto ADOLESCENTS
In our over psychological culture, psychological testing substitutes for this seasoned eye and prevents its development. Instead of looking, we test; instead of imaginative insight, we read write-ups; instead of interviews, inventories; instead of stories, scores. Psychology assumes it can get at character by probing motivations, reaction responses, choices, and projections. It uses concepts and numbers to access the soul, rather than relying on the anomalous eye of a practiced observer.
Hillman, James. The Force of Character: And the Lasting Life (Kindle Locations 844-847). Random House Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.
It is the prime task of a truly modern mind to endure both the spiritual and the practical as the framework for her life.
Johnson, Robert A.. She: Understanding Feminine Psychology (p. 80). HarperCollins. Kindle Edition. __________________________________
Mysterious in day’s broad light,
Nature retains her veil, despite our imprecations,
and what she won’t reveal to human mind or sight
levers, screws or hammers
cannot wrench from her. ~ Goethe
Faust part 1
Writing has laws of perspective, of light and shade just as painting does, or music. If you are born knowing them, fine. If not, learn them. Then rearrange the rules to suit yourself.
“And just as the soul that is inside your dust.”
~ Pg 8 The Divine Comedy ~ Dante
“I always liked the intensity of the recording.”
~ Chris Bailey from the band The Saints
“Sometimes people try and tell me what is and isn’t punk, or that GBH do or don’t fit in, but they’re generally no older than my socks, and they know about as much. I’ve lived my life doing what I want the way I want to ever since I got expelled from school. Ever since 1977….That’s punk rock”
~ Ross Lomas: From his Book City Baby.
“As I was walking among the fires of Hell,
delighted with the enjoyments of Genius;
which to Angels look like torment and insanity.
I collected some of their Proverbs. ”
~ William Blake, “The Marriage of Heaven and Hell”, 1790
Tag Archives: Frankenstein
Once upon a time I found the novel by Mary Shelley, Frankenstein, the new Prometheus.
I became friends with Frankenstein’s monster. He was not the film version because I looked to the quality of his brilliant soul.
I wrote a short story entitled, Who’s Soul did Frankenstein’s monster have? I put the story in a folder and took it with me wherever I went. I was inspired and torn by my insight. I felt I may have understood something no one else ever dared to wonder about.
This was back in the 1980’s. Then, as busy and as careless as a young punk might be, I lost the folder at a Mexican restaurant up-town Whittier, CA.
This loss haunted my nights. Back then backing-up-files was not so easy. This may have been before floppy disks? I did not make a copy of my short story of a monster’s revelations. I did keep the little doodles about the story which I will share today.
Maybe I did not misplace the folder. Maybe someone took it and still has it?
As one gets older time seems to bend backwards . It comes towards you so you can say hello again to those times of youthful inspiration.
I looked through all of my plastic boxes to find these images in my art closet. So glad the doodles were safe and not lost.
I love the film The Three Faces of Eve staring Joanne Woodward. Having multiple personality disorder has always seemed interesting to me. Her personalities are Eve White, Eve Black and Jane. I really like Eve Black because she has all the fun. She does all the things that a responsible mother and wife can not do. Eve Black goes out dancing with all the men. She goes to clubs, bars and parked cars at night. She told lies and seemed to get what she wanted such as shoes and dresses. Eve White did not know about Eve Black but Eve Black knew about her. It is sad when Eve white gets better. Jane takes over as the dominate personality and both Eve White and Eve Black melt into her as a whole person. I miss Eve Black when she dies to Jane’s personality.
My clone would be like Eve Black, the difference being, that she would be her own person. She would do all the things Holly White can’t do because of responsibilities and commitments. Holly Black would not be an evil shadow of Holly White. Holly Black would bring to life those entirely wildly romantic, silly and fun things that Holly White dreams about. Holly Black would not be shy or bashful. She would be the complementary, contrary and opposite of Holly White. Not that Holly White is boring!! Holly White and Holly Black would get along handsomely.
The clone war might start, as witnessed with some identical twins, when Holly Black starts really being her whole separate self from Holly White. Holly Black would do the things that Holly White could not get herself to do. Holly White would always be looking over her shoulder and wondering,
“What if that guy over there thinks it was me who he spent the night with instead of Holly Black?”
Human nature is a strange thing. I wonder what sort of unfulfilled dreams Holly Black would have that would be naturally different from Holly White? This too would start a clone war because what would eventually happen would be Holly White’s deepest fear. Holly Black falling in love with Holly White’s husband…
My Point being is that a clone of Holly White would be genetically the same. Yet, Holly Black would not have the same soul or spirit as Holly White. If there had to be a clone war then this is Holy White’s story.
Moral of this clone war story…
I do not like wars or the idea of clones… it is all so complicated and nature does a great job with the birds and the bees and us strange human beings… let’s not mess with it!! I think this is the message that Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley was warning us about in her novel Frankenstein.