Posts Tagged ‘experience



29
May
13

Advocates


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Allan Ginsberg’s Howl, William Burroughs’ Naked Lunch and, Paul Goodman a novelist,playwriter and social activist; all advocates and adventurous men of original literary acclaim to the avant-garde, rebels in and of their time, garnering unsolicited reputation for challenging the buttressed and stalwart, civil-conservative institution of literature and civil-society at large; these great, inspirational authors and each provocatures of past little known, unfortunately, by many contemporary authors and public.

The ironic thread that strings these three men in particular, is not limited to their willingness to trash contemporary style, form and theme, the hallmarks of accepted and flourishing literature of their time but, their sexuality.  Both Goodman and Burroughs were bi-sexual and Ginsberg, homosexual.

So what relevance does sexual-orientation have for their works being recognized as profound and revolutionary contributions to the literary realm given at times, the shocking crudeness and vulgarity of language describing in vile and gutteral detail, perceived deviant sexuality, heroin addiction and smoking of pot expressed in wildly random, convoluted style and form contrary to the conservative and conventional literary publications in and of their time?

Though to a considerably lesser extent today given current human and equal-rights legislative reforms; during the life-time of these men homosexuals and bisexual were heavily persecuted, deemed tarnished reprobate, sick people and legally classified as mentally ill and, subject to arrest if caught or reported performing sexual acts with other men often relegated to secrecy and  cover of darkness.

It is no wonder given the harshness of the social environment imposed on these men and others of their era,  would resort to free-form expression to expunge the hatred and hostility they all were grudgingly obliged to endure.

11
May
13

Soul’s Journey Given


Soul Given

Ghost like, dark mist cloud of evil slither unseen through sky of goodness’ light with sinister deed to ensue, malevolently executing its providence of domain to refute that which is preached to be said, its wonderment of resolve is sanctioned unto the being who sees to this truth of beginning yet not fulfillled by the challenge that doth make known too, its presence unto the seeing Being.

Cloud of goodness that envelopes each living soul being is the challenge to sustain; for within each is the whisper of evil yet contained but, wanting and piercing to be fulfilled in the full goodness of the the glory it seeks to domain.

The harmony of balance is the Soul’s journey given to sustain giving providence of the domain to the goodness of light

11
May
13

Soul’s Journey Given


Soul Given

Ghost like, dark mist cloud of evil slither unseen through sky of goodness’ light with sinister deed to ensue, malevolently executing its providence of domain to refute that which is preached to be said, its wonderment of resolve is sanctioned unto the being who sees to this truth of beginning yet not fulfillled by the challenge that doth make known too, its presence unto the seeing Being.

Cloud of goodness that envelopes each living soul being is the challenge to sustain; for within each is the whisper of evil yet contained but, wanting and piercing to be fulfilled in the full goodness of the the glory it seeks to domain.

The harmony of balance is the Soul’s journey given to sustain giving providence of the domain to the goodness of light

07
May
13

Paradox to Existence – The Stroke of Death


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I wrote this contemplation some-time ago but, in the course of readying for a move I came across it and thought to post:

 Paradox to ExistenceThe Stroke of Death

In contemplation of the last and final moment of life,

As the last breath escapes past parted lips,

What thought will consume a brain dying?

Will it be:

  • The sudden flash of life’s long forgotten memories; 
  • the wish for things to have been done differently; 
  • the last taste of a favorite food or drink; or simply, 
  • You just DIE!?

  

Speculation of that final event,

Parallels the speculation to what follows.

 

To experience is to know – then it is too late,

To communicate!

 Another Paradox to Existence.

01
May
13

The Snake


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Change in location, major change in life

The outcome of agumented, mental strife

A change brewed with passage of time

And ceaseless conflict with a conflicted mind

Proponents to living in the Now

Don’t often express the guide to How

Leaving to chance just to know When

A life-changing move is easiest to defend

Reflecting upon life’s traveled course

Can be a misleading, information source

The answer may lie with nature of the Snake

Shedding old skin: simply a living trait

10
Apr
13

The Watch


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Responding to the challenge to write on any topic, using exactly 100 words without using the same word inclusive of articles, excluding the title of the piece, twice: 

This symbol of life lived bequeathed for safekeeping into the future. Its workings represent passing seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years endured until energies expended denote an end charted long before birth.  Tarnished gold casing, cracked crystal measure toil, hardship and pain suffered through life’s enduring past brought forward in rewarding peace.

Grave markers symbolize forever what shall be given to lives remaining as memory’s keeper endowed by material possessions gained, accumulate, box stored, preserved, weathered age’s signs showing.

Cemetery gates’ embrace quells past turbulence beneath soil demarcating Souls’ light risen, body’s deep sleep.

07
Apr
13

Day-dreaming Dream’n


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Prospecting the future
With hindsight gaze
Perplexed by the outcome
Of unknown days

Wealth to the measure
Surprised by the scheme
Replenishing the treasure
With yet realized dreams

Love is the passion to the cause
Uncertain to the reason
Defying rational(e) laws
Of day-dreaming dream’n

05
Apr
13

Fortune’s Street


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You were once the source of my dreams

The one for whom my love screamed

That short romantic time we did share

When together, nothing else seemed to care

A forgotten picture of you while asleep

Painful reminder to love that ran deep

Renewed thoughts of what you meant to me

That until now was becoming a fading memory

Putting away that faded photograph

I’m not sure whether to cry or laugh

It’s not likely we will ever again meet

Unless by chance, on fortune’s street

02
Apr
13

Words for Dollar$


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It’s not a surprising inevitability the blogosphere is increasingly being utilized as a platform for ‘get rich quick’ schemes to proliferate but, the question that need be asked: Does the motivation to attract ‘followers’ stem from the desire to present quality, original material or, simply to add to a list of others amongst whom, are those willing to participate in a pyramid scheme to make fast money?

 The basic formula to these schemes is to create a blog site that will convince others; by creating a blog site to attract others to join for a modest fee, subsequently shared up the pyramid-shaped totem of affiliates. Given the countless numbers the Internet can reach daily, each new fresh set of eyes presents a real opportunity to make significant dollar amounts by convincing a fraction of them to join the scheme.

No one can fault anyone for desiring to make fast, easy wealth by doing something they are already doing but, as with any pyramid scheme, the greater wealth goes to those above at the expense of those below and secondly, the blogosphere becomes inundated and consumed by meaningless tripe and ultimately diminishes the potential and experience of the tool.

Oh, by the way, since you read to this point can I interest you in……

01
Apr
13

Share


share

the only living desire

is, by words, to inspire

for this, I am no liar

for never, do I tire

to light the mental fire

to conjure before I retire

images to take my reader higher

in order we may mutually conspire

to share, as moments transpire




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