23 November 2009

thinking about this quite a bit lately:

"do not seek the truth, only cease to cherish opinions" - Seng-ts'an

21 November 2009

Towards The Day Of Liberation
Robert Kelly

It doesnt matter what we see there
(the mouth is full of sense
no taste in listening
no sense to hear
what twists in the shallow water below the tongue)

(and if he says Listen! say
Drink the hearing with
your own ears, a word
is not to hear)

Language? To use language for the sake of communication is like using a forest of ancient trees to make paper towels and cardboard boxes from all those years the wind and crows danced in the up of its slow.

A word is not to hear
and not to say -
what is a word?

The Catechism begins:
Who made you?
Language made me.
Why did It make you?
It made me to confuse the branch with the wind.
Why that?
To hide the root.
Where is the root?
It lies beneath the tongue.
Speak it.
It lies beneath the speech.
Is it a word?
A word is the shadow of a body passing.
Whose body is that?
The shadow's own.

"Stockhausen had, uh, married a rich woman and I thought I'd do exactly the same."

BBC Four's
Krautrock: The Rebirth of Germany

Part I

Part II

Part III

Part IV (In which Sir Iggy Pop, referencing Neu! drummer Klaus Dinger, coins my new favorite term:"Pastoral Psychedelicism")


Part VI

03 November 2009