language

come

dear friend

come to our house

let us paint

reindeers and

deserts and

milky ways

in heavy red oil.

there are too many things but we can lose them.

so there ll be space for sounds.

it is just a place but you are good.

so please come.

sand, sand, moon

the meaning of things going wrong is

here we sit

in anticipation.

prince and princess –

oiled bodies,

scented lobes.

as the sweet little things

toil away in pain –

joints bursting,

muscles snapping.

oh sweet little fools:

bring us your one song!

read us your ultimate verse!

as your worlds collapse

and all hope is gone:

everything is fine.

disillusion is birth.

happy never made us happy anyway.

you can be everything

as everything is your own

the only thing you cannot be

is low.

i can not talk to a horse that is too clean

next thing there ll be things to fall back to

houses and thanks given

blow it up

of all my most dearly held truths, the opposite is also true.

mind field:

* http://sivers.org/jaddr

* “…there are two types of truth: superficial truth and deep truth. In a superficial truth, the opposite is false. In a deep truth, the opposite is also true.” — Niels Bohr

* “If you can meet with triumph and disaster And treat those two imposters just the same” Rudyard Kipling, If – http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/If%E2%80%94

fredericia and the geography of sound

david thomas talk very enjoyable …

geography is all, space and time.

the drum does not make a sound, it makes a mechanical wave travelling in air. the sound is made entirely by mind, inside the listener. and nobody knows the sound the other is hearing.

nobody knows.

he built a house on the bottom of the sea.

… uh i hate poetry, there s so many words …

he contradicts himself, first explaining the fracturing of scale through recording techniques and later postulating space/scale in folk musics, e.g. by saying that true reggae should be from jamaica.

hey we all grew up with fractured space.

i hope i didnt offend you. are you japanese? but it s true … ah fuck.

… the water outlet pipe above the lake as symbol of distance later experienced in hotel beds and homes … almost shunryu suzuki .. almost liverpool eight … almost horses …

lotus tea. number of the beast.

caring words distorted by auto completion.

adventures in autocompletion

bist gerne / body genre

smukke yoni / smoke hobo

morgen / Morgan

for a while

so for a short while

we immerse in

the dimensions we can sense

and penetrate

the bodies we can reach.

get entangled in things, words, leather,

declare essential places, languages, gods,

london, swahili, hades –

gaia, chaos, eros –

and all that.

and then

we fade.

beautiful day

nothing happens,

and we are writing chronicles.

these magnets aren’t srong enough.

and i m not at all who i thought i was,

but that s no surprise.

it s a beautiful day

in a goodbye way.

nothing happens,
and we are writing chronicles.
these magnets aren’t srong enough.
and i m not at all who i thought i was,but that s no surprise.
it s a beautiful dayin a goodbye way.

forever – words and music by roky erikson

from “True Love Cast Out All Evil”
http://www.rokyerickson.net/

“Forever”
words and music by Roky Erickson

Without One, there would be
an empty, empty, empty space

With One, I can see
One’s own face

Not for a little while, not for a day,
but forever forever forever
One shows one the way

One is not a style, One is not a trend
Just the thought of One, makes me smile
And One tells one…. we will never end

Not for a little while, not for a day,
but forever forever forever
One shows one the way

One is not lost, one is again
with One, one has the pleasure
as of knowing One’s own name

Not for a little while, not for a day,
but forever forever forever
One shows one the way