In place of anything better: " When I'm Makin' Lies Again"

This week, I'm not sure if climbing up the hill or racing down is any easier than the other. Here is the latest lyric substitute which is finding a few chords to rest upon. A gig somehow involving the intimate apparel industry is hopefully coming in the near future. Keep your seatbelt fastened and your legs crossed.


WHEN I'M MAKIN' LIES AGAIN
(Slow-walking ballad with pensive starts and stops)


You may be more fortunate than I am

do not have so far to fall,

do not have to fall at all,

do not have to fall again for higher yet to fly.


I'm no angel-child, no angel------ as if

these wings were real.

If you see me coming, crashin' down hard,

say a little prayer,send it falling down to me.



You may have a place where you can rest, Girl,

do not have to close your eyes'

don't forget the starry-skies

do not have to find sweet sleep, not knowing

what is best.



I'm no devil-child , no devil-----as if

these fires were real.

If you see me quittin',cashing in ---Babe,

breath one little prayer,

a path marked out across the stars for me.




Then again this song may not be mine - Girl,

doesn't hold much truth at all'

doesn't tell the tale so well'

can't expect much rain to fall

when sun can't also shine.



I remember laughter felt so good:

what is it I feel now upon these wings?

Scold me with a little prayer

for makin' lies again .

Chide me with a little prayer,

I need to laugh again.


Like when you said:

You're more like me, than you will ever know.

Can't wait-No Bread-No nothing else! Just to let all of you know the truth "I'm a blogging parent".

Some of you might be interested in this follow up to the Class Report interview I did with my kid Abraham. If you'd like to see the original, Get on the Web- search Classreport.org- State? Missouri- City? Independence- School? Truman high school, class of 74, Look for the review column and select ' Teach your parents well'- and you're there. This article titled Teach your parents well encapsulated a few very strong opinions and some off the cuff,down right insulting language. You may remember "Bush is a Fag" as representative, a crass statement of the kind I could never have coined, much less have gotten away with saying in that venue. I was surprised at the time, but let Abraham have his rant since he could offer examples and personal experience for his opinions.

Last Friday Abraham came home with a class paper he needed to return to school with a parents signature. On one side of the page was a short article on the history of the White House followed by reading comp. questions, on the other the title "If I were President " as the leaping off point for the meager essay he had written. The teacher's red ink included the following comments, "I'm displeased at your disregard for this assignment, "Very Bad Attitude!", and "Disrespectful". Abraham had done several things she objected to: he had completely blacked out the image of the Presidential Seal, circled and crossed out a picture of the White House, answered the question "Who lives in the White House now." with "stupid George W. Bush, capped off his essay by writing "I would never want to be president,because I hate government"., all on top of which he drew pointy dragon crests on the pictures of the cute little kids pictured pondering over the essays title.

I was left with the long weekend (presidents day) to sort out many ideas and feelings. I have never shirked stepping into the fray and taking up issues which have risen since Abraham entered public school. I've tried to use a certain("let's think about this to see what we all can learn") approach to my intervention. My appraisal led me to think this time around,here was one not worth much effort. To think that the teacher had subtracted 1/2 point for calling Bush stupid and that she had not more thoughtfully encouraged the fact of having an opinion made me think of pettyness and small potatoes.

Together we erased the art of personal opinion, undemonized the cute little kids,un-blacked the Seal, renovated the White House,wrote 'President George W. Bush,solved spelling,logic and fact problems with the essay,and modified Abraham's last words to read "I don't think I'd want to be president. It sounds like a hard job and things are really messed up". Unseen on our side of the table I encouraged the kid to have well formed opinions he could communicate well. I reminded him that he was not the only person around who he might share sentiment with. I discouraged him from defacing class papers until after they came home and asked him to tell his writing teacher that we had spoken and he understood things better now.

By the way, this teacher likes 60's bubblegum, mild R+B, jazz pop, and classical music. Abraham told me that one day she spoke to them of her hope that they all get a good christian education. I stopped by her classroom moments after class let out one day only to catch her sticking a piece of Bologna wrapped around mayo into her mouth. All that says a lot.

Can't Wait---No Bread---No Nothing Else!

S/Q Showdown [Dharma, Dhjana-da-Dhjana]

S/Q Boogie: [ fast-steppin-out rock tempo]

One....Two....
One-Two-Three-- Oh!
Baby dance this dance with me -to
find out if we're really cra-zay
really,really cra-zay....We
won't find out ,if we don't buy the time,
So work it up slow,girl,
I'll be here waiting.

A song we're unknown to,
we could step into,
a fashion we could state
and move in time to.
Jumpin' on out and rolling it home
an' landin' run-ning on both feet.

Making up the low-down,
Making up the slow-down,
Spill the little cup-of
dreams we can't hold to.
Shakin' it is better than a
Na-na-na-No-----no-no
No-na-na-No of a
Nothing that is so complete.

Oh!---Baby let's make love sometime -to-
find out where our sole desire -is-
really seated.
Smash all the doubt /if you want it or not
Let your self down-slow
I'll be here waiting.

A wrong we're unknown to,
we could lead right to,
a fashion we could state
and be sublime to.
If somethin' is better than a
No-na-No-No---na-na
No-na-na-No
of a nothin'that is so complete.

Making up the low-down,
Lettin' the rules go
as we drive along now
heading for a show-down.
Remembering the place where
music comes from
is hidden right beneath our feet.

Baby dance this dance with me-------------------
Whao,Oh Baby dance this dance with me,
Baby dance this dance with me-to find out if we're
Rea-Lay-Cra-Zay!!!!!!!!!

Moving up the slow-down'
Speedin up the get-down'
remembering the dance where
we have come from
Slowin' up the move down'
Gettin' up the speed-down'
and dance again to find our feet.

Oh baby let's make love sometime
Baby let's make love,make love sometime---
Baby let's make love sometime and find out
if we're Rea-Lay-Cra-Zay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Extraordinary Royal Bi-Polar Expeditionary Force

Intriguing tales of adventurism(all the firsts) inter-continental flights, Valley of the Kings styled explorations,Everest attempts,Hollywood premiers,ninth inning victories,national radio broadcasts,seem like a faded photograph of obsession as an invisible void in the human psyche is filled by sensational instances. There are only so many hours in a day, a limit to what the struggle for subsistence can supply across the plurality. As hard as life may be,it figures that when tools and duties are dropped so easily, the home and workplace vacated (attention redirected) the needs of the moment pushed away,that our human race exhibits a desperate need for collective experience. In fact, many of us would declare injustice if we were displaced in the waiting line for collective information.

[Information/identity] and [individual isolation/activity] appear to be polarized extremes that collective experience would bridge and reconcile. Subscription availability and costs, unfair trade practice,management's marketing and manipulation are all downsides among the way this business is conducted. Stranded motorists on the Antarctic ice shelf abound as we become the metaphor of our individual capacity to be fully enfranchised. Existing evidence(limited notions) as to how collective reality is constructed, experienced and participated in must be supplanted by more useful knowledge,at the very least, if any future progress on Their Majesties Extraordinary Royal Bi-Polar Expedition is to be made in this circa.
Your humble servant,

Capt. Scotland
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Avoiding the Switch

response to comment: by Jas.P. (resident augurate and raconteur of SpulgeNine@blogger)

"there is no substitute for experience and being experienced and for that matter a good night's rest"

The middle way mentioned closing the 'Cavalier post' is an appeal for diversity in the way we examine and respond to the small sphere of universe we experience. It suggests not being limited solely by linear concepts and pre-supposed associations.
In paragraph 4. an illustration is used: a sequence of visual symbols to represent alternative 'fashions' for directing our experiential and interpretive capacities.
The triangle: representing 3 points of conjunction(with each one point linked to the other 2) it suggests relations not made apparent by opposing points on a single line. However, a liberal appraisal would require that the relation between the 2 points be determined and in doing so a 3rd point of reference become apparent.

This is only one of many triadic applications[2 suggesting 3 and then demanding 3 in order to be understood] . A+B=C, with A painted blue,B painted yellow and C green could represent the basic triad of combination. The triad of the Mother Goddess as Birther,Lover,Destroyer and that of the 3 Fates, one weaving life's thread,one measuring it and one cutting its length,are 2 of the many instances figured in myth,wisdom story and recorded religion which add to the historic interpretive value of the triad. Even some modern constitutional governments are designed, show the capacity of triadic form to include self regulation.

Schools of reason have a grand precedent for invoking the triad to a proper application. But perhaps my own provincial notions of wisdom and beneficence as the guiding hand of " philosopher kings" does not allow( without some difficulty)me to include the Marx-Engels convention into this rock-n-roll hall of fame. Impossible, unless they are caricatured as pierced-out predator fashion,complete with anatomical trophies and blood on their hands. If Hegel had time-capsuled his dialectic synthesis and willed it only to the Logical Positivists,think how history might have played. The fact( of the matter) is that human [ nature/activity] lags far behind the frontier of human [thought/world spirit] . This thought sends me out for some fresh air every time: we might laugh at a picture of beggars,living in an old cemetery. Then... we hear them salute each other "O, most high.....O, king of kings. We might shake our heads unless we knew the openness of heart and selflessness they shared. In light of which,we might weep until rust began washing off our own heart.


There are two more examples of triadic expression to share before I close. The first is its use to commemorate the reconciliation of oppositions. Certain Zen schools have a tradition of creating a 3 line poem upon the experience of mastery. Aside from the fact that Hai-Ku is a single verse within the broader more developed poetic tradition of Hai-Kai, it suggests the depth of realization expressed in Hai-Kai, which is to be real-time intimate conversations in the language of the soul.
My final example is drawn from the Raga schools of North Indian/Hindustani music. In performances(which are uniquely improvised) a 3-limit is set upon the consecutive repetition of any melodic ornament or pattern, the objection is that it destroys the raga's beauty,to do so. It is interesting that( artistically) there are inappropriate instances of the 4-limit. This implies there are diverse proper ways to engage various thought space structures,and that this is an art.

The total-trip that the output of two electronic oscillators combines in a pattern, to produce a sine-wave, suggests a meaningful personal discovery.

Directed Critical Assumption

"Why doesn't someone drop a friccin' righteous bomb,then!......?
-Ol' flat-top-
from Novel Recriminations, by Georges Sand


With each instance of collapse, when a dominating power can no longer maintain its influence, a transition to dependence on the structural relations between secondary powers super-cedes within the paradigm.
These powers are then forced by circumstances to achieve an equilibrium which is based on dominance and the quantity of unifying attributes they share.
This is thematically inevitable, a destined sequential order, presented here as abstraction.


Assume, that by intentional design, a final resolution of these secondary relations were directed to a concluding equilibrium. A balance where observation discerned that dominance was no longer based on the singular attributes of secondary components and the way in which they were previously quantified.
This intentional design would have to impose complementary thematic organizing principles, order which suggested dependent co-existence as a constant. A model which would present interdependence fully involved in a equalized progression of varied organizational design. Yet varied only to the point of showing the mutuality of a new more unified structure and not one that is dependent to the overall dominance of any organizing design.

"Oh please,please,please,please,please, please send me to Iraq."
(anonymous)
from The Frantic Hand Waving,Pee-pee Dance Book
By D. Rumsfeld

Next: ? Who Will Be the First People of the New Miracle ?

A Cavalier Projection

"Gettin' out inta' space,not waitin' fer' th crowd."- Junior Samples


Opposites appear to define each other. Black opposes white as an absence of the other. Left opposes right as a mirrored form. Pleasure,which can be experienced by itself, is more intensely encountered if opposed to pain. However experiences tend to over lap,conclusions are often drawn out and imposed arbitrarily on groups with a single common attribute. This type of generalization allows us to consider white,good and black,evil. It so becomes active in our unconscious makeup,creating links of preferred associations that are imagined as being consistently valid.

Modes of action are subjected to this same predisposition. Fearlessness (confidence) and fearfulness (caution) could be observed as oppositions, yet either mode would prove foolishly flawed if failure to obtain a preferred object was the result. Much of what could be called linear thought proceeds along lines temperamentally bonded to preference. It is typically horizontal, conforming to the same associations gravity has imposed on planetary surface dwellers. The tendency to rely on a horizontal point of reference comes along with the familiar territory, and a clear demonstration of this stability is balance, the exact compensation for equal opposition.

A mechanical linear success such as this is simple to illustrate: each single value working in relation to degrees of opposition with each other value and we arrive at a specific end. Perfect ( yes, no, maybe) and severely limited. In geometry a' cavalier projection' is defined as two oblique lines diverging from each other at a rate of 45 degrees. This interesting symbol (combined with a tendency to read from either left or right) show it to be a point of divergence,expansion, effluence and at the same time one of Convergence contraction and cessation. The symbol itself is not subject to gravity per say, but only our orientation.

Of course, a hair pin is incomplete: to transcend a merely equative value a visual symbol( as a system) must be closed, even if its purpose is to embody the illimitable. The dynamic symbol evolves, triangle,cross,square star, obtuse,acute,combined,superimposed upon,each variation revealing unique internal correspondences and cyclic qualities. At once the paucity of dividing two value points on a single line is apparent and a richer,more valid middle way between oppositions has been suggested. A deeper awareness of multiplicity that in reality is actually transpiring beyond more limited perceptions. It becomes an acknowledgment and an act of living,expressing and responding within a true set of potentials. If 'cool' can be defined . . . This says a good bit of it.