While sleeping, watch.

This suits this.

"To be stupid, selfish and have good health are three requirements for happiness, though if stupidity is lacking, all is lost."

"Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars."



- Gustave Flaubert

True Thomas Excerpt

O see ye not yon narrow road,
So thick beset wi’ thorns and briers?
That is the Path of Righteousness,
Though after it but few inquires.
‘And see ye not yon braid, braid road,
That lies across the lily leven?
That is the Path of Wickedness,
Though some call it the Road to Heaven.
‘And see ye not yon bonny road
That winds about the fernie brae?
That is the Road to fair Elfland,
Where thou and I this night maun gae.

Man...is above all the plaything of his memory.- Andre Breton

Sublime Frequencies

Amare amabam: nesciebam quid amarem. Te inveni.

I was in love with love.
I knew not what to love.
I found thee.

-St. Augustine.

1.[Speaking of Ludwig Wittgenstein]: "The most perfect example I have ever known of genius as traditionally conceived; passionate, profound, intense, and dominating."  - Bertrand Russell

2."Never stay up on the barren heights of cleverness, but come down into the green valleys of silliness." -Ludwig Wittgenstein

Jive Turkey

Suave.

Goethe on orbit

Can you dare even to think of yourself in the midst of this eternally living order without then asserting itself within you too something that is in ceaseless motion and describes its orbit about a pure center?
And even if you were to find it difficult to locate this center within you, you would recognise it by the fact that a kind and soothing effect emanates from it and testifies to its existence.

-Wilhelm Meister's Journeyings

Shingo Christ

Jesus was buried in Japan.

Too soon?

"It's not the black side, it's not the white side...it's the interface, the edge."

More Nabokov

My picture book was at an early age
The painted parchment papering our cage:
Mauve rings around the moon, blood orange sun;
Twinned iris; and that rare phenomenon
The iridule- when, beautiful and strange,
In a bright sky above a mountain range
One opal cloudlet in an oval form
Reflects the rainbow of a thunderstorm
Which in a distant valley has been staged-
For we are most artistically caged.

-Nabokov, Pale Fire

I once had the opportunity to buy a hat emblazoned with the words "If you ain't a fisherman, you ain't shit.", but didn't.

Regret means this, and nothing more.

Dumitru Dan is the man.

Express your thought and not the surface of it.- Albert Pinkham Ryder

The Race Track (Death on a pale horse)

Sound advice from the wailing souls

Press play....don't fight it.

Audio(visual) indulgences

On the level heavy.

EDIT: Hearing this again too..

And this.

Joanica

Heard some long low melancholic rumbles forming chords at this subway station in Barcelona today.

Updaikus

Week in London done.
Had a great time, saw some saints.
TFL did well.

Madrid-bound tomo'.
26 hour coach journey.
Avoid DVT.

Miquiztli

...and here's the little fellow in action.
 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hiroo_Onoda

Heartily recommend the first 48 minutes of this.

Refs for the road

 

"And I'll turn down eternity unless
The melancholy and the tenderness
Of mortal life; the passion and the pain;
The claret taillight of that dwindling plane
Off hesperus; your gesture of dismay
On running out of cigarettes; the way
You smile at dogs; the trail of silver slime
Snails leave on flagstones; this good ink, this rhyme,
This index card, this slender rubber band
Which always forms, when dropped, an ampersand
Are found in Heaven by the newlydead,
Stored in its strongholds through the years.
                                                                      Instead..."

- Vladimir Nabokov

Moebius/Giraud

Ichthyoallyeinotoxism (hallucinogenic fish poisoning)

Terence McKenna

“We are told ‘no’, we’re unimportant, we’re peripheral. ‘Get a degree, get a job, get this, get that.’ And then you’re a player, but you don’t want to play in the game. You want to reclaim your mind and get it out of the hands of the cultural engineers who want to turn you into a half-baked moron consuming all this trash that’s being manufactured out of the bones of a dying world.”
– Terence McKenna

Faust on emotional honesty.

The few of understanding, vision rare,
who veiled not from the herd their hearts, but tried,
poor generous fools, to lay their feelings bare,
them have men always burnt and crucified.

Rend the books, lest your heart be rent asunder.

The unlikelihood of the real

King Sunny Ade

King Sunny Ade laying down headphone gold.

Ambling Alp

"For breakfast, Primo has a quart of orange juice, two quarts of milk, nineteen pieces of toast, fourteen eggs, a loaf of bread and half a pound of Virginia ham."

Parra

Schopenhauer on marriage

"Marrying means to grasp blindfolded into a sack hoping to find an eel amongst an assembly of snakes."

Celo Mezani

Discovered this all thanks to the help of my local library. Visit yours today.

"Every Monday morning Wölfli is given a new pencil and two large sheets of unprinted newsprint. The pencil is used up in two days; then he has to make do with the stubs he has saved or with whatever he can beg off someone else. He often writes with pieces only five to seven millimetres long and even with the broken-off points of lead, which he handles deftly, holding them between his fingernails. He carefully collects packing paper and any other paper he can get from the guards and patients in his area; otherwise he would run out of paper before the next Sunday night. At Christmas the house gives him a box of coloured pencils, which lasts him two or three weeks at the most."

Guruh Gipsy

Psychedelic goodness from the son of the first Indonesian president.

The Lone Scout

Albert Pinkham Ryder

The passage of time.

Roll on 2013. Always room for another lizard to eat itself.

Midwinter Totem

The Little Island

Shinkolobwe

Love everything

This, for example:

Kunstformen Der Natur

Eliane Radigue

A Portrait of Eliane Radigue (2009) from Maxime Guitton on Vimeo.

Eliane Radigue has been the soundtrack to my recent mental stewing, and any calm I've maintained throughout is calm she's drawn out of me and reflected back. Go to 01:10 to have your heart won by this genius (if you haven't the time to watch the whole fascinating thing).

In the morning

More on Father Henry

A few more words about Father Henry.


 "'Cold' was to him merely a word;  and if he stopped up the door, or livened up the lamp, it was for my sake he did it. He had nothing to do with 'those things' and this struggle was not his struggle: he was somewhere else, living another life, fighting with other weapons.
He was right and I was wrong in those moments when I rebelled against his existence and insisted rashly that he 'could not live like this.' I was stupid not to see, then, that he truly had no need of anything. He lived, he sustained himself, by prayer.Had he been dependent only upon human strength he would have lived in despair, been driven mad. But he called upon other forces, and they preserved him. Incredible as it will seem to the incredulous, when the blizzard was too intense to be borne, he prayed, and the wind dropped. When, one day, he was about to die of hunger- he and the single Eskimo who accompanied him- he prayed; and that night there were two seal in their net. It was childish of me to attempt to win him back to reality: he could not live with reality.
I the 'scientist', was non-existent beside this peasant mystic. He towered over me. My resources were as nothing compared to his, which were inexhaustible, his mystical vestment was shelter enough against hunger, against cold, against every assault of the physical world from which he lived apart. Once again I had been taught that the spirit was immune and irresistible, and matter corruptible and weak. There is something more than cannon in war, and something more than grub and shelter in the existence of this conqueror of the Arctic.
If, seeing what I have seen, a man still refused to believe this, he would do better to stay at home, for he had proved himself no traveller."

-Gontran De Poncins in Kabloona.

Dos Gatos: A Challenge

I challenge anyone to listen to this through headphones without moving any part of your anatomy in time with it.

(...you may find it easy at first, but wait until 1:56)

Videos

The Tibetan Book of The Dead as explored by the national film board of Canada, NHK and the voice of Leonard Cohen.

"When you are born, you cry, but the whole world is overjoyed. When you die, the world cries, but you may find...the great liberation."

An IPA ditty

dʒɛŋhəs kɑn, dʒɛŋhəs kɑn, wɪl ju mɛri mi?
ajv hərd əbawt jɔr mɑŋgəl hɔrdz, so wajld ænd blədθərsti.
ajv hərd ju sajərd ə θawzənd sənz, pərhæps wil mek wən mɔr?
o pliz, pliz mɛri mi dʒɛŋhəs kɑn, ju hɛlmətəd mæn- hɔr.

Also.

From an old file I found.

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