Taking talks too seriously...
Jul. 13th, 2004 12:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7Coil - [Circles Of Mania]--- Back at that advocate place, and everyone wants counsel. Can't help but think maybe i should follow in my mother's footsteps, and maybe i'm cut ourt for it. (Tom Waits - [The Piano Has Been Drinking (Not Me)]). My parents and their friends were too damned interesting, for me not to want to know more, so maybe i have too many influences, or that's what i'd say if i believed it. Which i do and don't. Typos make for strange bed-fellows...
Robotic teachers, and thinking that specialization is the death of all understanding, and the purveyor of same, in manageable incriments. The thing you would do, if you want to learn more, is go to each teacher, and each other teacher, and absorb, learn, grow, until you can't rightly contain it, anymore, without some significant structural change. Now, at that point, do you go to the outside, and say "Put something in, fiddle around, ooh yeah, that's right, just like that" or do you move inside, slither around, and reformat, internally? (Faith & The Muse - [Sredni Vashtar]). Those folds and whorls are there, for a reason, you know, and there is space, there, uncharted. Things do things, but to what capacity? Spaces can be used to enhance, and contextualise. Smelling sounds, and the like.
I know why i keep doing this. I know why i come here, and try, and put the best foot forward (even on the days when that foot is a cloven hoof, or padded paw), and it's really simple, if you think about it. I've said it before, preference is Key. I prefer the trying and the doing, and the fixing, and the understanding, and the wide, deep, rocky, marshmallowy road to my perceived enlightenment to simply sitting on my ass, day after day, and doing Nothing. Not moving forward, or inward, or backward, or sideward, only standing still, and standing so damn still it vibrates, and not vice-versa, which might actually be a Useful skill... (Rachel's& Matmos - [The Precise Temperature of Darkness]). No, the sedentary, not for me... Not the no-thought, or the bliss of non-consideration. Instead, something painful.
Something that drags across the membrains, and sticks, and catches, tugging at thought and drive, self-directed, self made-women and men. Musculature and DNA responding to wants and needs, demanding, themselves, to be treated accordingly. Listen: You know what you want and need. Just hear yourself. Perhaps those sugar-starch complexes aren't the growing growth's Tipple, these days, and maybe, just maybe, it's time to switch to more flesh and claret. Just a thought... But don't forget to listen, because you know, and you feed yourself the things that make things run smoothly, and fast. You integrate and frictionalize the materials, and the sparks fly, sure, but isn't that for the best? Won't you, at the very least, come out of it with a sense of having gotten somewhere? Done something? Only if the orifice stays open. Otherwise it's a blind shot, and you really don't want any of this in your eyes or hair...
So we move forward, and keep working, continuing to grow, change, errupt, and we thank the people we meet, along the way, because, shit, without them, we wouldn't be the people we are, today.
Slainte and Shalom.
Dream Well
Robotic teachers, and thinking that specialization is the death of all understanding, and the purveyor of same, in manageable incriments. The thing you would do, if you want to learn more, is go to each teacher, and each other teacher, and absorb, learn, grow, until you can't rightly contain it, anymore, without some significant structural change. Now, at that point, do you go to the outside, and say "Put something in, fiddle around, ooh yeah, that's right, just like that" or do you move inside, slither around, and reformat, internally? (Faith & The Muse - [Sredni Vashtar]). Those folds and whorls are there, for a reason, you know, and there is space, there, uncharted. Things do things, but to what capacity? Spaces can be used to enhance, and contextualise. Smelling sounds, and the like.
I know why i keep doing this. I know why i come here, and try, and put the best foot forward (even on the days when that foot is a cloven hoof, or padded paw), and it's really simple, if you think about it. I've said it before, preference is Key. I prefer the trying and the doing, and the fixing, and the understanding, and the wide, deep, rocky, marshmallowy road to my perceived enlightenment to simply sitting on my ass, day after day, and doing Nothing. Not moving forward, or inward, or backward, or sideward, only standing still, and standing so damn still it vibrates, and not vice-versa, which might actually be a Useful skill... (Rachel's& Matmos - [The Precise Temperature of Darkness]). No, the sedentary, not for me... Not the no-thought, or the bliss of non-consideration. Instead, something painful.
Something that drags across the membrains, and sticks, and catches, tugging at thought and drive, self-directed, self made-women and men. Musculature and DNA responding to wants and needs, demanding, themselves, to be treated accordingly. Listen: You know what you want and need. Just hear yourself. Perhaps those sugar-starch complexes aren't the growing growth's Tipple, these days, and maybe, just maybe, it's time to switch to more flesh and claret. Just a thought... But don't forget to listen, because you know, and you feed yourself the things that make things run smoothly, and fast. You integrate and frictionalize the materials, and the sparks fly, sure, but isn't that for the best? Won't you, at the very least, come out of it with a sense of having gotten somewhere? Done something? Only if the orifice stays open. Otherwise it's a blind shot, and you really don't want any of this in your eyes or hair...
So we move forward, and keep working, continuing to grow, change, errupt, and we thank the people we meet, along the way, because, shit, without them, we wouldn't be the people we are, today.
Slainte and Shalom.
Dream Well
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Date: 2004-07-13 09:43 pm (UTC)YES.
You know what you want, don't tune it out, or THINK you know what you want...Knowledge has teeth and pads on black paws, scars your mind but isn't that the fun of it?
Listen to your Self/Selves.
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Short jump from there, to states of mind. Danke.