@HarryLyme Screen Test Meditations January 5, 2009 from harrylyme on Vimeo.

The Purpose of Spice

The Artist is a Spice,
Not a Staple

Therefore
Amounts
Must Be
Small

For If
Spice
Overtakes
Staple

The
Whole
Spoils :(

Notes on Intentions in Art and Elsewhere

Bukowski was right when he said that most poets suck, because, to paraphrase: they hide behind too many metaphors (recycled, and not of their own creation), and therefore can't write a simple sentence like "The man walks the dog" :)

They have no faith in the Artist's gift for direct expression: the power of simple words.

And perhaps this is so because their intention -- to be"Recognized as an Artist" -- outstrips their actual talent. For, alas, it is a vanity of the self-concerned, to consider Intention as existentially equivalent to Action, and in 'sublime' (effete), meta-vanity cases -- Intentions are all that matter.

And when it is accepted that intentions are all that matter, it becomes imperative to Not measure, or even seriously feed-back results. Talk about, yes (talk is cheap) -- but never actually require.

Because measurement would introduce a certain Rudeness, in that it's requirement implies Intentions are not sufficient in themselves.

Yet so obvious a vanity could never be mistaken for anything else, without the cloak of Metaphor, usually derivative, recycled, and always flattering (preferably indirectly) to it's advocate.

In order to preserve the primacy of Intention, some selective ignorance is required.

Metaphors are appreciated because their indirection lightens the load -- for it takes much effort to ignore what you deeply suspect :)

The Terror of an Intimacy Discovered

(work in progress :)


The World is Like the Body
or the Nature that surrounds it.

Yes it functions as a Whole,
but is not cut from
One Cloth.

It is a Patchwork
of inner
Patchworks,
that, In turn,
prate against
each other.

And each Patch
has an Edge which
is shared between
the Other

And each Edge
has an outer
tension that
is woven of
the tensions
inside it.

Like a concert of
unrequited
Desires.

Yet each edge
is a paradox
that joins.

And, sometimes,
impedance
between wary
elements
Has it's
Purpose.

For if allowed
an empathetic
rub...

...One
against
the other's
texture --
foreign,
or even
coarse

And
if not
filtered
or ignored

May
then play
And discover
a resonance
that envelopes
initial
frictions

Forming a
vibrancy,
not static:
forever
young

Forever
fertile
with
promise

Fishing For The Moon in The Water

(work in progress)

If you only see a Material World
you can learn Everything
through Observation
of the Physical...

...or by it's
Deconstruction.

And even the 'Spirit"
can so be Dissected.

And Thereby,
through this
Vanity
of Process

Was the old god
made vacant.

And the old Spirit
made hollow.

Like a shell
in the Desert

Like an Echo
in the 'Now'

The Power Of Eckhart Winfrey

It's rumored that Eckhart Tolle, flush with the momentum of recent popular success (The Power of Now, The New Earth, Beyond Genitalia, The Fat-Free Heart) and so hitting while the iron is hot, is, as we speak, focusing his considerable insight and talents on what is perhaps the most profound existential question of our day, contained in the titles of his next, two book set:

(Volume 1): "Let's Seal the Deal With a Lollipop"

and...

(Volume 2)"Why Are American Kids so Fat?"


And, Rumoring Beyond Rumor:

There is even talk that Eckhart Tolle is the odds-on favorite to Be Oprah Windfrey's Next Personal Trainer/Physical Therapist.

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It's So Cold Up Here

It's so cold up here
that the pen fluid
struggles to write

So during pauses,
I put the cap on
tight, to protect it
from the dryness.

And after each
pause,
I jot things down.
(repeat cycle)

Until I am done,
when sleep
overtakes
me

And I then
Lie down,

to dreams

that do not
freeze
with each
tremble