Dreams, Memories, Visions Of life as a ‘story of the self-realization of the unconsciousness’ ... p. 17 Digging up bones and a little light in fog ... pp. 104, 107 Walking through a valley to hand a goddess an umbrella ... pp. 155, 161 § Of trees as the embodiments of life’s incomprehensible meaning ... p. 86 The bitterness of Freud and the analogy with God ... pp. 75, 175 A white dove transformed into the ghost of a customs official ...

Without division or interval, the body appears as pure form over content, surface without depth.

Thinking of Being without Heaviness or Depth Part 1: Being and heaviness People who suffer from depression often complain of a feeling of heaviness; not just in the emotional or mental sense, but as something physical — a visceral sensation pressing on the chest or wrapping itself around the body and the legs. Some sufferers say it is like having lead weights on their legs. Among the DSM-IV criteria for atypical depression is: “Leaden paralysis (i.e. heavy, leaden feelings i

Synthesis Save us! A sex-fiend went to the wheel of the train. Is this the way out? Yes, but flies crawl downwards. I have a picture of Saturn. The situation has changed: it is the wrong kind of number. The babies are crying. Well, then, it must be a holiday. It is green. If you like you can say the same. “Diabetes is on the increase.” It is the Americas: they are pushing me. into something almost

Angling Angling from eternity to eternity to eternity Papyrus Oxyrhynchus 29, discovered 1897, Pennsylvania If a straight line be cut into equal and unequal segments […] equal to the square on the half He was convicted by Ælfwald smuggling liquor, narcotics from Juteland to Norfolk Set down his pen set down this hook <0, Sa; if a ≠ b, then Sa ≠ Sb> Set fire to his craft and drowned say Euclid (Reign of Ptolemy I) First Plato then Spinoza

Marcus Aurelius Arch in Tripoli, Libya, built in 163 C. Original photo by Daniel and Kate Pett (Wiki) Going Off in Libya a bomb(ard)ed runway is nothing in Libya said she profoundly on visit to Marcus Aurelus Arch or Roman ruins of Sabratha (I forget) the skin of the sun or a goat stretched out the flammable sky over Al Khums / Ghat / Mandra it’s Benghazi hell time, man BOOM! boom!| Libya bears something evil [or new] perhaps re: 1955 Petroleum Law| 1982, kissed B

Zocalo, Mexico City “Raffy the guard off my body” She slurs screwing Vespucci sailor’s bottle cap (No molestaré no iré) On my part a mistake, innocent I sit back down Nahuatl the (un)loving tongue In Tēōtl’s earthly basin flooding is common ripples of black on white water deadly Bar stool scrapes over comes pimp Raffy black beard snickering the local tēōtl & destroyer of all men who come near his property "Money first, assh

Shouting in Brackets I here we are (1) sitting in a circle transmitting silences to each other and waiting (+1) for beginning to announce its ending (= 2) yesterday a mouth declared: “I am starving” (-1) but tomorrow was found wanting (-1) (= 0) II Bracketed, subjects recede into concealment & a clearing presents itself in which speech is revealed via objects III “What’s to understand but a bunch of nerves?” “A plastic oesophagus is a canal in an unusual context.