Polyphonic Skies . . . (III.3.2009) . . .
On the road in the American Northwest.
My favorite book.
An Indra's net of interdependencies, each word,
each node, reflecting in its own way all the others.
Pick out the crystal of a single word from the ever-
changing shimmer of reflections, hold it up to the
light of enquiry, and watch how the meanings
sparkle on all its sides.
There's nothing better than a mere nothing—a wave,
a call, a letter that receives no reply—to reveal the
negative, destructive reflexes of mechanical thought.
SOLITUDE & FRIENDSHIP
Solitude and friendship are the silence and sound
of the music of my life.
No book. No authority. Heal the break, the loss
of resonance with the sacred.
Wealth comes at you from different directions and
speaks two mutually incomprehensible languages.
One says, what more can I get, more land, more cars,
more fame? The other says, what more can I get rid
of, less weight, less to carry, far fewer interruptions.
The fact we wish to deny most of all is the fact of denial.
VIVA LA WEB!
At the door of the great public Library of the world-wide
web is a guy who charges you an entrance fee, watches
who you meet inside, and takes notes about the stuff
you take home. What kind of Library is that?
Bad luck has been one of my best teachers.
Bad weather, one of my best excuses:—
for a good rest.
STATE OF THE UNION—
This is a small collection, or
what I think of as a little
concert of compositions
or pieces, available at
Amazon as separate mp3
tracks . . .
Click left to sample &
manditory for movement of
the sound in 3-D space!)
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