"Roaring dreams take place in a perfectly silent mind."
-- Jack Kerouac, The Scripture of the Golden Eternity
Roaring dreams are not separate from perfectly silent mind. They are the purest indication that perfectly silent mind is prowling about, a leopard in the jungles of night.
Roaring dreams are continuous like a river, like breath, like change. Roaring dreams thread in and out of time, double back, leap ahead.
When they disappear we remember them, before they come we long for them. Roaring dreams roar loudest when the silence is strong. When the silence grows weak, roaring dreams cannot be heard.
As soon as roaring dreams are noticed, they change, as if a chameleon were wired to the foreground rather than the background.
Meanwhile, left-handed blows only hit you when you aren't looking.
Roaring dreams only arise when mind rests in perfect silence.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
2/ Left-handed blows
"All the decisive blows are struck left-handed."
-- Walter Benjamin, One-Way Street
2/ Left-handed blows
Left-handed blows are ideas that tear vents in the facade of accepted reality. They blow convention to smithereens. They knock the entire universe exactly one foot to the left – or the right. Left-handed blows have nothing to do with politics, and yet politics is controlled ultimately and entirely by left-handed blows.
Left-handed blows come from Rimbaud, Basho, Benjamin, Apollinaire, Joyce, Kerouac, Lao Tzu, Beckett, Trungpa, Eliade, Whitman, Gautama, Molly Bloom, Emma Bovary and many others known and unknown. They come from crazy people, enemies, allies, lovers. From the sun and moon, from the planets and stars, up from under the earth.
Left-handed blows come like lightning, like water, like dreams. Left-handed blows sometimes curve all the way around and appear to come from the right. In any case, left-handed blows always come from the void, from the far reaches of the dusty nebulae, from inside the chest.
They are magnificent, astonishing, ultra-simple, silent and empty. Left-handed blows are beyond interpretation, even this interpretation.
-- Walter Benjamin, One-Way Street
2/ Left-handed blows
Left-handed blows are ideas that tear vents in the facade of accepted reality. They blow convention to smithereens. They knock the entire universe exactly one foot to the left – or the right. Left-handed blows have nothing to do with politics, and yet politics is controlled ultimately and entirely by left-handed blows.
Left-handed blows come from Rimbaud, Basho, Benjamin, Apollinaire, Joyce, Kerouac, Lao Tzu, Beckett, Trungpa, Eliade, Whitman, Gautama, Molly Bloom, Emma Bovary and many others known and unknown. They come from crazy people, enemies, allies, lovers. From the sun and moon, from the planets and stars, up from under the earth.
Left-handed blows come like lightning, like water, like dreams. Left-handed blows sometimes curve all the way around and appear to come from the right. In any case, left-handed blows always come from the void, from the far reaches of the dusty nebulae, from inside the chest.
They are magnificent, astonishing, ultra-simple, silent and empty. Left-handed blows are beyond interpretation, even this interpretation.
Monday, June 28, 2010
1/ Colourless Green Ideas
With this blog I plan to present a new short blog entry every day (almost), offering a series of short essays, titled:
Colourless Green Ideas
Short Essays and Alternative Versions
Here's the first entry:
1/ Colourless green ideas sleep furiously
"Colourless green ideas sleep furiously." Noam Chomsky meant this to represent a phrase that sounded like English, had the flavour and structure of English syntax, but made no sense.
For me, however, the phrase is a precise and poetic definition for dreaming.
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