I have completed a circuit of the United States' perimeter times over without intending in the course and courses of life and work.
Incunables of the spirit, in the earliest history of printing, block book shipwrecks like Pide Cow in
writing exist in one copy stored in vaults of the future
past, waiting to be reproduced like dreams of Persian caliphs embroidered in cities, navigated without
traffic lights, all the electric gone off and sunken so that it is a
chance to get whereever we do get, but then receive unforeseen help from
rooms that at first have no doors.
These have transferred corporate ownership of writing to our organization of personas so finally creative writing whatever you call it is loosed from individuality, which of course the hive minders desire above all else for that pesky buzzing of bees is wanted, but not the dadfly that bites the side of the corporate deer against good order. Hence we confound our team like any competitive group cooperating togeher in one multifaceted group of products in the corporate charter, which while it has some variation, continues to bind with chains of iron, to confront principalities and powers. That’s some calling when captivity has so startled, to consume the world and its digital livers, waves set out for thoughts, viral broadcasts instantly uttered by the mass, for the corporation echoes itself as alpha steps forward, beta steps back together, beta’s task to doubt alpha to strengthen it sets the table, hence all work in tandam, left and right simplipliisticlaly mirroring each black and white.
We have some analogies to captivity in Babylon where the Jews adopted the theologies of Ur in place of their own, served sweet cakes with the images of Ishtar baked in on the way into the city. This compares with free iphones and service to all the world, satellite nets,
Every intention and expression of discovery and achievement goes through the same cycle of maturity and ends in self knowing reflection, going from outer to inner, looking back upon itself in its maturity to realize the significance of its effort. It may quote itself the way St John does Daniel and Ezekiel and Isaiah as it becomes a visionary of itself but more that a vision for it transcends its first physical effort. We see this in the progress of love and of life remembering itself. Like the pussycat: what did you there: remembering: I found a mouse under the chair. If that is not to abstruse.
Words thoughts meditations all one. Moses was on the books as a prince and a scion of Egypt, Daniel was a favored scion in Babylon, on the books, exemplary men, versed, prophetic, one conflicted the other sole, but off the books and even tantamount to the same resultant leavings of the letters of the Hebrews, but not one, of the intellect, but not one, wired only for the saying which is the doing of these empires off the books. Who knows the recording is a better way to say, to write it, to record it, to dream it, but not believed or heard, is all good fun in the adage if you have done it unto the least you have have done it to most. Like stroking the living skeleton this dog has become, rubbing her ears, stroking the long spine with the flesh melted, the snout remembers a little its long years, then taking to drink, and sleep with accident for its own sake the least for its own sake for its own sake hope against hope.
“Three angels arrange Moses on his couch, and God says to him: Cross your feet. Fold your hands and lay them on your breast. Close your eyes. Then God speaks to Moses’ soul: “My daughter, you have dwelt in this righteous man’s body for 120 years, and your time has come…” God kisses Moses, and his soul rushes forth in ecstasy.”
Vestibule of dreams and the imagination. Much work is prompted while exiting dreams, passing through the vestibule on the way out, while passing down the steps in front, back in ordinary (kindled) memory. doorway foyer hallway porch antechamber anteroom entrance portal entry entryway gateway hall lobby narthex portico entrance hall
Wide eyed, astonished at the world naïve, open mouthed in order to see or not see the immense tragedy of the world in faith, Cardboard Hospital beds that convert to coffins, made in Columbia.
9/5/21 dsimacularum dream succcabae at the Hormel mansion. Taken to visit one morn about 10, let home with…the kid with the phd in phil from austin…mark leon the hollywood set sort men anyway usual types fat bald etc vulgar, woman says come with her to a palate with virtual mats and a female dummy like a half woman she takes her top off and works the controls in lay next to dummy and maniuplate its organ inside there are little eelectrode nipples to stimulate to model a woman I guess I do this a while, unaroused, presumably they mount the thing, but getting bored at the the digital play which they comment on and suggest different maniuplations, then I find (…name) dressed in white he is, to leave and as we go out somebody asks him to look at a script, but he doesn’t. This was my night at a party they must attend with far greater involvement and get filmed at for posterity. Epstein.
This must be an example of what men are now subjected to in real and other life with the robot sex. Also a Biltmore like settting, similar to people we saw there once at a dinner held by drug co with name tags and finery in a ballroom and grounds of the Biltmore. Pat hates these. Ann was a target, first of Ed Aghib, Vince Perry, pretending to be a dilitaant, not a debutante. But the three offers in life present to me I rejected, Wallace stap, John hurt, and wife, Matt pacillo and wife and Linda brewster, four. Not tempted at all. But they are variations of subtle in the attempted seductions..leon died of cancer at c 654, came to phx to play tennis once, we had to hold him up, wanted to be a Christian, then, tried, wrote and published 3 SF books betraying any sense of that, taugt in bahraim, married d a girl on the home ec facult at el paso, move to san fran, early went on quest to India, have his letters and diss.
I am not in this dream who I am and seek to me in real life, this is a person more neutral pliable young manipulatable, amoral. For these programs it’s all about the flesh and weakening the spirit, there must be gradations of these from 1 to 10. This is a one? Imagine the insight if men shared these dreams with each other, if could be freeing, unaccusing. –saw first outdoor roach dead on kit floor, sign of fall!
Along these lines academia/ wiccan implants/ were always a recruiting around, linguistics head Lehman at TX tried for me, Geof Hartman was, Rhodes Dunlap, all captive,
all knowledge is kinetic, birth death life is kinetic to be to be known. Wittgenstein went to war to find out how to be human, and to prison camp. That’s where he tried out the gospel of Tolstoy. My sons have to learn kinetic marriage and childbearing themselves not through another and they do, then they know. To love a woman has no external
knowledge and the internals cannot be spoken. Kinetic knowledge is unspoken and unspokenable.
This to those angels who would ask --what is man that Thou art mindful of him? "He was made to be sin for us, who knew no sin, That we might be made the righteousness of God In Him."
-khazars: The answer is on your sandwich: central European civilization is built on ham and cheese, which allowed protein to be stored through the winter.
--dreamed of flood, many times the same, see it creeping under the door, furn out to pull the gates, it rushes deep and strong down hill. Unlike any real life situation.
Poetry is a foreign language of the spirit that seeks to say the invisible sights and inaudible sound of inner speech what Wittgen said can’t be said, in code. Not going to submit Escape anywhere. The more it worked the less connective tissue remained, which was the value of the Rubino Cutlets that started this.
