March,
2002
MUmsy,
please FWD these to Rio for me, lest I should forget the counsel of my muses.
(If you can trust a tree completely
It all fits rather neatly)
Didjuree Doo
From Port o Princess
With Sylvan Lords a leaping
From London to Seattle
Sydney to Maui to Manchu
Charlesworth
And Texas too
With custom odes we keeping
Sing!
Angels of Music
Speak your solemn rite
To weave the magic
With the mirth
Of melancholy might
Rio
San Juan
Sans Souci
Tree
Terror in a place of Peace
Explosive chem trails
From metal medicine birds
Wars of worlds
From Lords of words
Only love has a frontier
Didjuree Doo Dance
In place of fear
Here,
Look under this red rock
And I will show you something
More wonderful than your shadow rising
To greet you in the morning
A cheerful ear
Starstruck fear
I will show you
The blood of the world snake
Didjuree Doo Da Day
Where I am
All things are also
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah
Ha Lei Lu Jah!
<October 31 01 SaltSpring Isle>
A family of men pulling a fishing boat
Out of St. Mary's Lake
"Sleep is the first Muse, and sleep is the condition for
it."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Having become sufficiently tired of my own dreams
I slept with them a little
With their forgetfulness of me
Scanning the sky, mountains, shore
A mailbox at the side of the road
And a dilapidated white hull in the near brush
I am glad you are not here
For then I would perhaps
See things as they really are
For now,
I scan the scene
For evidence of
A crime against humanity
Where are you right now?
I ask myself
Sensing that before me is
A poem
That will help me understand my trade
For surely my expertise
Is pathology
These are letters of a kind
As before me
There are figures of a kind
I sense the universe is happy
Even in my forgetfulness
A family of men
Winch their red fishing boat
Out of the water
Just beyond them
Sit not one but two lonesome hulls
One white, one blue
Not dilapidated
Just resting
Loved
And not forgotten
November 10, 2001 SSI
OCTOBER, 2001
"Where lies the final harbor whence we are more no more. In
what path be who travels the world in which the weariest never weary. Where is
the foundling's father hidden? Our souls are like those orphans whose unwedded
mothers die in burying them. And the secret of our paternity lies in their
grave. And we must there learn it." <unknown>
Abby Road
Good night, Anna
Whilst dreams of none
reflection play
To death in christos
mourning veil
What sounds alight from
yesteryore
To play the deadly game
once more
Once more again, this
time again
Good night, Anna
You hid between the
chimes of clock
Between the beating of
my own heart
If moon be but a word, I
stab myself with words
And bleed only thoughts
upon the quiet earth
Rest with the maggots
Let thee extension of
mine own eye
Resurrect this mind
Its dream of body gone
unchecked these years
From horse of north and
south and east and west
I mind it not in light
that yonder breaks
Those waves deafen me to
silent glory
In the golden dew of
words unsaid
There is no greater
crime, no greater loss to man
Than the loss of the
irony that was one day ours
Sojourning in another
before the poets knew
This temple has fallen
Atlas rests on his own
eye
But for the strain goes
love is mine
I give it back to you
Good night, Anna
I bite the horses hoofs
now
For La dansta, Maria la
bouise duvul,
yada dish inul, yas das
bastas an a deuch naution
Christ is with the dead.
October 25, 2001 FVM
Dedicated to Albert
Jaquaya
God's Faithful Servant
These 8 Years of
Prophecy
Great Knowledge is
possessed only by one with exceeding humility.
Else what's compassion
for?
I do not want. I do not
have. Nor will I ever in the farthest realms of my considerable imagination
even remotely possibly need the approval of chatters.
It is the worste kind of
yellowness to feel pity for someone whose only goal was to share something you
forgot and called wisdom.
The most glaring sign of
intelligence is the ability to comprehend the incomprehensible, the unseen.
Albert Jaquaya had the courage to turn the space you call friend into a
cathedral. And you turned your back on him. I know now I have lived to see the
most glaring sign of stupidity. The most stupid thing of all being that you
were right and still are. Fortunately for you both, we live in a world where
you can be right and be reverent at the same time. I take your expected surprise
to mean you are reverent once again for the person you call holy.
Until we meet again at
the mall, at the fireside, online, on tv, at the bank in your deepest desires,
betwixt your deepest fears and in your most cherished love space,
what goes around comes
around,
Go fuck yourself and
have a nice day.
Landon aka Bluecheer
ps. I will not be
accepting any return mail.
march, 2002
eternumpace: sugar, divining heaven, in a
manner. I smell your skin soaked thoughts and know, what is inside me is also
inside you..... HI!
0_sugar_0: lol, hi
eternum!
0_sugar_0: nice bit of
poetic greeting by the way :o)
eternumpace: why are you always laughing at poor old me?
0_sugar_0: laughing with
you, besides, you make me smile
eternumpace: i suppose that is all i will ever make you do :-)
0_sugar_0: :o)
0_sugar_0: ah eternum, a
meeting of souls is better than of the flesh
eternumpace: hows things?
0_sugar_0: pretty good, busy
day today, had a lot of piddling errands to run
eternumpace: what's that saying about a pound of flesh?
0_sugar_0: lol
eternumpace: no. seriously. what is that saying?
0_sugar_0: trying to recall
how it goes
eternumpace: anyway. very pleased you managed to fit me into your busy schedule
0_sugar_0: hhhmmm, now Im
gonna be laying in bed at 2 am trying remember how that saying goes
0_sugar_0: always time for
friends eternum, if I ever get so busy I can't make time for ya, then I need to
rearrange my priorities
eternumpace: i wish you would rearrange my priorities
0_sugar_0: :o)
eternumpace: is it a pound of flesh is worth an ounce of cure?
0_sugar_0: by jove I think
you've got it!
0_sugar_0: that sounds right
anyhow
0_sugar_0: chuckle, now I
can sleep well tonight, not wondering how that saying goes
eternumpace: brb
0_sugar_0: k
eternumpace: oky doky
eternumpace: actually, i don't think that is it or no
eternumpace: wait
0_sugar_0: an ounce of
prevention is worth a pound of cure!
eternumpace: an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure i think is what
you are thinking of
0_sugar_0: bingo!
0_sugar_0: lol
eternumpace: well, anyway, a pound of flesh is worth a whole lot too i think
0_sugar_0: see we are typing
it correctly at the same time
eternumpace: one pound on the right
eternumpace: one pound on the left
0_sugar_0: I think the pound
of flesh refers to 'someone taking their pound of flesh' during wheeling and
dealing in business relationships. the
"you can't get something for nothing" thing
eternumpace: ah. yes something about exacting a pound of flesh
eternumpace: oh, what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to conveive
0_sugar_0: LOL
eternumpace: i'm mixing my proverbs
0_sugar_0: well, the sheets
get tangled in that proverb
0_sugar_0: lol
eternumpace: sheets get tangled? whatever are you talking about?
0_sugar_0: if you do it
right during conception the sheets always end up on the floor
eternumpace: aaaah
0_sugar_0: instead of
concieve, it should be decieve
eternumpace: that's deep
0_sugar_0: lol
eternumpace: deep thoughts
eternumpace: i'm having some deep thoughts right now
eternumpace: lol
0_sugar_0: :o)
0_sugar_0: you always have
deep thoughts, it's why I enjoy you so much
eternumpace: you always intoxicate me. i don't know why
0_sugar_0: can't say, I know
I enjoy you too
eternumpace: i become unwittingly incultated in your sordid sheet business
0_sugar_0: lol
eternumpace: lol
eternumpace: i bet you wear a punishing fragrance
eternumpace: have you got a web broswer on right now?
0_sugar_0: actually, I like
the smell of white linen, but it's expensive stuff
0_sugar_0: no, have several
people trying to im me at once though...lol
eternumpace: i bet
eternumpace: you are a popular gal
0_sugar_0: I can't figure
out why though, Im just....me, lots of talkative people in vp, I always feel im
pretty average
eternumpace: i, on the other hand, am living proof that one man is an island
0_sugar_0: reminds me of a
song that simon and garfunkle did, I am a rock, I am an island
0_sugar_0: sad song
eternumpace: i am a sentinel of bad taste, a citadel of poetic flourish. what's
not to like?
0_sugar_0: lol, you keep my
trying to stay one step ahead of your keen comments and sharp wit
0_sugar_0: I enjoy that
eternumpace: does it make you hot? lol
eternumpace: liar liar pants on fire
0_sugar_0: lol....a guy once
told me that in order for me to be enticed, a fellow would first have to stroke
the grey matte between my ears, warm it up to warm up the rest...lol
0_sugar_0: gray matter that
is...what can I say, I see intelligence and self confidance as being 'hot'
eternumpace: this guy was very smart
0_sugar_0: he was a good
observer of human nature
eternumpace: very few people arouse me these days ho hum
0_sugar_0: really? I figured you would be easily aroused, you
seem to have a very sensual sense of wonder about things
eternumpace: i have like some attachment abandonment thing going on cause my
mummy was an alchy and my parents's marriage was nonexistent in the love dpt.
was that too much information?
0_sugar_0: brb, gonna grab
some coffee
eternumpace: lol kk
0_sugar_0: k, Im back. You know, hubby told me once, that men are
attracted to me, not just because of my appearance, but because I'm an enigma,
a mystery to be unwrapped.
0_sugar_0: He's not a very
poetic guy, but he really surprised me when he said that
eternumpace: "not just because of my appearance" So, you are a hotty.
0_sugar_0: (shrugs) hell's
bells, I always figured I was average looking, I think he's prejudiced myself
being my hubby
0_sugar_0: Im not a real
looker by any means
eternumpace: i have read some of your creative writing. certainly very
mysterious
0_sugar_0: you have? hhhmmm, there are only two people on the net
I have ever shared it with, so you have to be one of those two
eternumpace: ha. now i am an enigma lol
eternumpace: janie was giving me some seriously excellent mental health
counselling this morning. what a gal.
0_sugar_0: she is, I enjoy
talking to janie
0_sugar_0: haven't seen her
as much as I would like though
0_sugar_0: :o(
eternumpace: write this link down because I would like you to go see it when
you get the chance. and perhaps it will also answer the mystery of who I may or
may not be
eternumpace: http://www.geocities.com/rainbowserpent7/eXcite.html
eternumpace: janiepop was on about an hour ago
0_sugar_0: shoot, whats the
addy?
0_sugar_0: you there?
eternumpace: http://www.geocities.com/rainbowserpent7/eXcite.html
0_sugar_0: hellooo?
eternumpace: hellooooooooooo
eternumpace: anyway, i thought would be all over that abandonment issue thing
but no, i will be left to wander the earth without a warm sugar to suckle
0_sugar_0: lol, okay, I'll
open up a browser and cut and paste it in
0_sugar_0: Landon? wow, I havent seen you in ages!
0_sugar_0: how come you were
away for so long?
0_sugar_0: you stopped
coming in well before the excite proggy change over
0_sugar_0: ahhh, man,
wondered what happened to you, was concerned
eternumpace: actually, i thought you knew it was me
0_sugar_0: you seemed to be
very upset about a week before you left chat, not your usual self
0_sugar_0: had me worried
eternumpace: i did become terribly dour as I recall
0_sugar_0: wasn't sure, but
the last email I got from you seemed so hostile, that I didn't think it was you
0_sugar_0: what
happened? several of us were worried
about you
eternumpace: i was alright, just depressed i suppose. that wasn't very nice of
me i admit
eternumpace: took me ages to get around to apologizing to jeanette(velvt)
0_sugar_0: I was worried it
might be depression, your personality changed, not at all your normal self
eternumpace: well, i am on some medication now so i don't think that will
happen again
eternumpace: i do apologize for the belligerent nature of me then, however.
0_sugar_0: huggles! depression is a horrible experience, Im
sorry you had to endure it
eternumpace: i have learned a lot about myself of late
0_sugar_0: good things I
hope, as well as honest things you've learned
eternumpace: i think so. i hope so.
0_sugar_0: I don't blame you
for what happened, depression is not your fault, you have no control over it
eternumpace: ever since i was about 19 i think i have grown up on the internet,
not entirely but in many ways of expression.
0_sugar_0: there are so many
ways to express what is inside, you happen to be comfortable with words, and
art
eternumpace: i think the active self examination is the most important of all
our freedoms, so easily neglected in the fallacy of "modernity" and
"progress" not that I have anything in particular against these
things
0_sugar_0: I understand, and
have to agree with you
0_sugar_0: If I don't know
myself, I can't truly know anything else either
eternumpace: thuse enters art, or even more importantly, to me anyway, symbol
0_sugar_0: I know my many
faults and weaknesses, as well as my strengths and virtues
0_sugar_0: (nods head in
agreement) that is why art is so
powerful, the symbols that hit our subconscious triggers and buttons
eternumpace: the reason i discern between "art" and symbol is simply
that we as humans tend to categorize certain things as art and certain other
things as not art
0_sugar_0: both are as
individual in taste as each person that views the art, and the symbol. One mans art, is another man's symbol
eternumpace: however, many years ago, i noticed (first in my subconcsious yes)
and then in conscious thought, that the advertising i saw on television, this
seeming relic of capitalism or citadel thereof, had most forms of spirituality
that I was accustomed to to date, beat all to hell, to coin a phrase
0_sugar_0: yeah, I
understand, media permates our lives with so much, it's become our 'god' and
our spirits in many ways
eternumpace: that is, and I think this is also paramount to a free world and or
the acitive self examinatoin (and here i draw from joseph campbell) there is
and must needs be a universal or elementery symbol system common to all life
eternumpace: and that system is immanent in all forms, whether electronic or on
cave walls
0_sugar_0: It's why I like
Jung, he speaks a lot about archtypes
eternumpace: that is, it is diachronic, not bound by time or at least, not our
narrow conception of time
0_sugar_0: archtypes are
universal, regardless of age, religion, sex, etc
eternumpace: yes! archetypes, elementary ideas of being woven into the fabric
of bing
eternumpace: being
eternumpace: well, anyway, to make a long story short, i think my individual
journay is largely about healing my relationship with symbol
0_sugar_0: sounds like
you've already won half the battle, knowing the problem, means you can solve
the riddle given time, patience and effort
eternumpace: and the commiserate disparities with the commen impression or
sentiments of symbol whichpermeate popular culture
eternumpace: yes. you're right of course.
0_sugar_0: wow, that is a
mouthful what you just said...lol
eternumpace: that is culture, soul
eternumpace: the whole shebang
0_sugar_0: I guess my
personal journey, was in understanding my own self worth came from within, not
from without
eternumpace: same as mine I imagine. i just use a lot of tricky phrases
0_sugar_0: lol
0_sugar_0: :o)
0_sugar_0: it's good to have
you back, landon
eternumpace: it took me a long time to really see that my father was a) a
loving and intelligent human being worthy of all my respect and b) a sociopath
with a pathology that cleaves me in half, at least the part of me that has a
biological need for a mutually loving relationsip
eternumpace: and those parts of me come together in the fruits of my life and
labour and love, poetry - somehing my dad will never understand and a knowledge
he will never be privy to, hence my dilemma
0_sugar_0: yeah, I had to
resolve some issues about my father and my past, hard to love and hate someone
at the same time. I had to learn to
forgive, and to see I could love my 'dad', and hate the action, seperate the
action from the man. It didn't exonerate
him or excuse him, only helped me not be torn up by it
0_sugar_0: ahhh wow, not to
be able to share and have your poetry appreciated....damn, that does hurt
eternumpace: yes. that is a good good point. i no longer feel as torn up by it.
0_sugar_0: your poetry and
art are such a big part of how you express yourself
eternumpace: none of my family reads me and I like it that way
0_sugar_0: :o)
eternumpace: they have no conception of what it means to make art for a living
0_sugar_0: mine know me like
a book! they didn't when I was a
teenager, there was too much friction in the household then
0_sugar_0: as long as you
are fulfilled by what you do for a living, it doesn't really matter what they
think of it does it?
0_sugar_0: they are not
living your life, you are
eternumpace: well, mabye they know me better than I know. that could very well
be. i wouldn't put it passed them :-)
0_sugar_0: lol, sneaky
devils huh? know and not let on...lol
eternumpace: i also understand that mine is an individual path and that is what
i have chosen
0_sugar_0: yup, as long as
it's your choice, follow your path with pride and happiness
eternumpace: the key for me came when i realized that my well being rested
solely on me (as you said). that didn't really sink in until i realized that
most of my conflict was with my self and no one else
eternumpace: i think that is still sinking in
0_sugar_0: I heard an actor
say this once: If I never had become
famous, never made a lot of money, I would still be happy living in a 2 room
apartment eating tuna fish sandwiches, as long as I got the chance to act on a
stage.
eternumpace: yes. i can relate to that. the vocation.
0_sugar_0: :o) be patient
and kind to yourself, it does take some time to really hit home once the
original revelation occurs
eternumpace: that is good advice.
0_sugar_0: first you have
the revelation, the moment of epiphany, then you learn to live it
eternumpace: funny thing. it was a stage actress that really defined vocation
for me (on tv of all things)
0_sugar_0: I'm going to
spend the rest of my life, learning to live what I've discovered within myself
0_sugar_0: yeah? which actress?
eternumpace: sorry i don't remember. she is a canadian actress i know
eternumpace: or i don't know, as the case may be
0_sugar_0: brb, I think
someone pulled up in the drive
eternumpace: anyway, i have discovered that if that same essential even
elemental drama is going on in me now then and forever... oky doky
eternumpace: i was going to finish, "then nothing else matters"
eternumpace: my cognizance of that "jihad" is the measure of my
success or anybodies
0_sugar_0: Im back, hubby
just got home
eternumpace: aaah.
0_sugar_0: jihad...good way
to put it, at war with your own spirit
eternumpace: yes. a good war i hope
eternumpace: a worthwhile war
eternumpace: there is an indian phrase, "marga"
0_sugar_0: according to what
nad told me, a jihad is a war against darkness, against evil, so I would say,
you are fighting the good fight
eternumpace: it means "the path" as in follow the path of the beast to the heart of yourself, the cave
inside yourself
0_sugar_0: Jung would have
liked that phrase
eternumpace: yes, he probably was, especially since the speaker of it to me
(campbell) was influenced by Jung
0_sugar_0: you know, after
dealing with a prescription medication that put me into a severe depression as
a side affect, I know that it stripped me to my core, got rid of all that was
dragging me down. I became nothing but
spiritual bones. I chose what I fleshed
those bones out with when I rebuilt myself
0_sugar_0: that is what you
are doing now
eternumpace: it is matched by the phrase "Desi" pronounced
"deshee" which means the local custom of the beast or "the
path"
eternumpace: so the internet or excite chat is our Desi
0_sugar_0: :o)
0_sugar_0: it's one route,
one road among many roads and paths
eternumpace: yes
0_sugar_0: I have to go for
now, but Im so glad you trusted me enough to reveal yourself! thank you.
eternumpace: yes. i have had a few breakdowns in my life so i know what it is
like to rebuild this temple so to speak
eternumpace: the amazing landong ta da
eternumpace: well, it was good talking to you
eternumpace: bye for now:-)
0_sugar_0: spiritual house
cleaning, think of it as getting rid of the dust bunnies...lol
0_sugar_0: bye and take care
:o)
eternumpace: true lol
Excite
Private Messenger: 0_sugar_0 has logged out. (3/27/2002 at 4:52 PM)
janiepop: helloooo
eternumpace: helloooo
eternumpace: bet you c an't believe i'm still here
janiepop: how's the rest of the day been
janiepop: busy here but looking forward to the break
eternumpace: my break will be in approx 20 mins
janiepop: a happy and a blessed Easter ...from your Aussie mate
janiepop: the catholic church call then high holy days
janiepop: hi
janiepop: them
eternumpace: oh. yeah. happy easter. put another bunnie on the barby
janiepop: I need to move along hun
eternumpace: okies. you take excellent care of your self. have a good break.
janiepop: are you still there from this morning eh
eternumpace: yep. its one of those dayz i guess
janiepop: having fun ?
eternumpace: i ws until that nagging need for food kicked in. i did have a nice
chat with sugar. she misses talking to you she says
eternumpace: i guess you two will cross paths again soon
janiepop: if you are enjoing your self then good on ya if you're
not you're probably learning something valuable
janiepop: and that is still good
janiepop: not all of life is fun ........but as long as we're
learning from the experience
eternumpace: man, lady. you are one wise ol elf.
janiepop: see ya matey
janiepop: good talk this morn ..I appreciate the time you spent
with me
eternumpace: i appreciate your time as well. g'nite, or g'day, mate!
janiepop: time with one another is a great gift
eternumpace: i'm learning that
janiepop: so I bid you farewell
eternumpace: bon appetite and bon voyage eat all yoru bon bons
janiepop: lol