posted June 05, 2009 02:31 PM         

I have a theory that angels
are as imbalanced as devils,
from the perspective of man.

But thats a long story.

posted June 05, 2009 08:26 PM         

I like angels, though.

Fallen angels, landlocked angels,
naive in their innocence, or
world-weary with experience.

I liked The Prophecy.

Constantine was okay.

Sure, I'll overlook your spelling.

You can totally hijack MM's thread.

It's a communal thread, anyway
(not the first and doubtful the last),
and the whole point is to spark
those little dialogues.

posted June 06, 2009 02:53 PM         

If its been imagined,
its been in existence;
by the time it dawns on us,
the sun has long been burning.

The difficulty is only ours;
can we imagine a universe so vast,
as to contain everything we think?

The objective becomes subjective,
the subjective becomes objective;
the real is reflected in the mind,
the reflection has a life of its own;
the solid impresses the subtle,
and the coinage of fancy grows flesh.

What would be a landlocked angel?

It sounded nice to me,
but I leave it inchoate,
uncollected.

Collect it,
if it winks at you,
and, so, create it.

Here,
let me set it up;
let me ask you:

"What of these landlocked that I speak of.
So they are born angels
and cannot leave earth for some reason????
This is a very intriguing subject to you."

The frozen gods you gazed upon,
for hours, entranced by their beauty...
Are they not "landlocked angels",
liberated by your astonishment?
For it is your imagination,
and the faith that fires it,
which gives breath and wings
to angels, archangels, virtues, powers,
thrones, dominions, and principalities,
formerly cast in stone.

Just as it is the grace of the artist
to embody them in the stone for you,
so it is your grace to liberate them
from the stone; that the cycle,
the circuit between heaven and earth,
spirit and flesh, may be completed,
and carried on, ad infinitum.

The sacred is always being redeemed
from the prison-illusion of the profane;
the pearl is redeemed from the shell,
the lustre is redeemed from the pearl,
the smile is redeemed from the lustre,
the love is redeemed from the smile,
and All is redeemed from the love...

Yeah, Constantine was what it was,
and, for what it was, it wasnt bad.
The themes are great and universal,
and its nice to see them on screen,
even if the treatment leaves
something to be desired.

You should read my story.
There's a bit in there about smoking.

posted June 07, 2009 04:00 PM         

The story gets better, i promise.
I appreciate anybody reading it,
but please dont feel any pressure.

I dont mind your "rambling".
I'm like Holden Caulfield;
I enjoy it when people digress,
and follow the train of their
more personal inclinations.

A little prayer went up,
like a gasp, for your brother.
"A short prayer pierces the heavens."
(~ the cloud of unknowing)
I believe that, in a shamanic culture,
your brother would've received a very
special place in the social order,
and would've been much saner and happier.
I think his story exemplifies what has
happened, and what is still happening,
to a great many sensitive, gifted people,
who have been disenfranchised and,
to a large extent, disinherited,
for having had the misfortune to be born
in an industrialized, dominator culture;
where their potentials are unseen, --
or seen as liabilities, to be shamed,
choked, starved, and snuffed-out.

Much Madness is divinest Sense -
To a discerning Eye -
Much Sense - the starkest Madness -
`Tis the Majority
In this, as All, prevail -
Assent - and you are sane -
Demur - you`re straightaway dangerous -
And handled with a Chain -

Emily Dickinson

where was i singing lou reed?
i like him.
but he's no Daniel Johnston.
Now there's a schizophrenic
after my own heart.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IIYxE17dNBY