the reflective Zeus
then became the child called
Oedipus
it
looked stern
that weird baby
the shepherd whose smile
as wiled by a divinity
whose kindred architecture
emplaced abdivinity
in its whole
something said by Zeus
as Eiron
like Myron Cole
(in leather jacket)
vampire or quantum mudph venomenon
that power
distorts the vessel
and that the vessel
is the distorting power
beyond itself
odd pause
sphingo needs affix
for if we imagine that later
emanation of punk bands
of Zeus Strangled, their single
Sphangolux, and Dark
If we hover near
the 1980's and
Egyptian-themed horror
film
if we dig these old
humanoid syringes
shrouded in melted vinyl
the navel
a hole
where the stob once went in
living image
living pigment
shesepankh
color to power the engine
for ev'ry vengenerration
Blind tears.
Tears.
Tyrants.
Teronts.
How long will the word drug
hold sway over my people, Zeus?
O stern baby!
Lay there exposed, and dye.
Pigment is holy anywhere it lays.
I see snaking immortal purple sheep
instead of eyes.
I see the Blind Oedipus riding the
GARGANTUAN PURPLE WORM RAM OF ETHIOPIA!
i see the declining edifice,
i see the ruin with a crown
in the declarative..
Stern Baby.
You weird text! [pointing in the manner of a stern baby]
Zeus, whose head is purple slugs and lightning
holds out
holds out
for the fang is a curved trianguloid cone
whose tip is infinitely sharp
and the body is a zoo
and we laugh
and throw batteries
at the actors
down there splashing in the stage
pix
phix
fux
and fox
soft energy consciumes:
There are only gods there are.
The rest are but figments
of Socratic Irronalazon.
Stepsiads.
Cirrously.
"pix
ReplyDeletephix
fux
and fox"
this will be stuck in my head for the foreseeable future.
"and the body is a zoo"
ain't that the truth!
"And a child shall lead us."
ReplyDeleteIn the course of experiencing this sensorially magnitudinous and yet conceptually austere work I felt variously lachrymose (broken bone effect), elated (contact with Lanny's genius effect), stupefied, uplifted, exhilarated, revamped, outfoxed, inspired, and that's just for starters.
The proscenium is the grove that becomes an altar.
and the body is a zoo
and we laugh
and throw batteries
at the actors
down there splashing in the stage
pix
phix
fux
and fox
soft energy consciumes:
There are only gods there are.
The rest are but figments
of Socratic Irronalazon.
Stepsiads.
Cirrously.
Magnifique!
All hail to thee, and perpetually salute thee, O Lord Phaneronoemikon!!
Liza and Tom! Much Thanks.
ReplyDeleteYes, Tom, I am doing all the mapping I can of this 'synthetic linguistic subspace' and the connections are purely
arbor-terary
etc..
You know I love that Lord jazz
like Lord Sutch and Sutch
and Lord Buckley, and to put a cherry on top, the inimitable
Lord Monboddo, etc.
The stepsiad thing, huh?
I found a Vedic reference to 'precepts' being called in poetic terms footsteps or something even more diminuite, so as this supports my synthetic programme and patenting of the term 'syntaxis'
purely hogwashical whimhoggic etc
like dressing up nudity in nudity
and calling it nudity etc..
But
I found this bit on Socratic Irony
which was slightly new to me at that moment, and the character types of Eiron and Alazon
which i immediately thought sounded like
Eidolon and Analysis
so to make this perfectly cheese and tupperware
On wikipedia they have this example of Socratic Irony using the character Strepsiades
but you know I have a kind of brushstroke thematic using 'iad'..
I like that. I like making 'iads'
The Machiad
The Bachiad
The Tripitechnipoepiad
etc..
But the Vedic was noted
in that Strepsi seemed throated
then stepsy followed suite-ly
it seems, etc..
And then there is the general
reflexology, and to be transparent about that
Fang relates subspatially to
Phan(eron) G
or "Imaginal Generativity"
which is the single supplementary differential which the conceptual inhabits..
and incidentally, that arabesque of the naked girl I used for that image cause a lot of idiotic stir in France of all places a few years back, when it was in a show, and the damn curators were brought up on child pornography charges which were summarily dropped and those that brought them scolded by the judge
which was very correctly Parisian!
More or less he said, these things have already been exhibited in NY
and we are complaining in Paris?
The woman who build the show was one of the curators of the Louvre.
I mean the work is okay. I prefer looking at cross-eyed Les Nabi parks but it makes a good vessel.
I think of them as tall black warriors using shields
like cut-out paintings
of naked children
all of this
in the weird after-life
of unconscious apotropaischism..
thanks for commenting everyone!
Lanny