tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5367492224365566682024-02-08T03:11:54.942-08:00Psychedelic SutraA Psychedelic journey through music and spirituality. A transcendental experience, reinvention of myths, Gods and legends of the ancient ages long forgotten , now remembered by invocations to music , art and poetry in this powerful Shamanistic tradition adopted by this blog to cast a spell and revive the Lost Psychedelic RevolutionM. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-32743928813001966602016-12-07T12:41:00.000-08:002016-12-07T19:43:17.325-08:00The Forest Analogy-"A file of young people going thru a small woods"-James Douglas Morrison<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
THE FOREST ANALOGY<br />
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In his retort the alchemist repeats the work of Nature</div>
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Few would defend a small view of Alchemy as "Mother of Chemistry," and confuse its true goal with those external metal arts. Alchemy is involved in buried aspects of reality, aimed at purifying and transforming all being and matter.</div>
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abandoned. The adept holds to both the mystical and physical work.</div>
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Strange, fertile correspondences the alchemists</div>
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sensed in unlikely orders of being. Between</div>
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men and planets, plants and gestures, words and</div>
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On the eve of Jim's birthday, I wish to introduce to the readers the subjective forest analogy used in his poetry as it signifies in its highest importance -the essence of nature and its subjective surrounding sensations to be a very critical part of his verse construction and imageries. The forest is a symbol of growth, decay and rebirth - a self sustaining ecosystem that balances itself through mutual symbiosis. The forest is the essential source of natural creativity unhindered by man or human interference as it goes on growing wildly unperturbed by in its silence. The Forest symbolises the hermit, the retired sage in deep meditation and self-revealation sitting quietly among the canopy of trees that shelter him with their old wisdom of witnessing in silence. The forest signifies the ultimate conjuction of the self with the soul as one finds oneself at peace in the heart of nature.</div>
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MYSELF IN THE FOREST </div>
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Dogs lie sleeping.</div>
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The wolf howls.</div>
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A creature lives out the war.</div>
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A forest.</div>
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A rustle of cut words, choking</div>
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river.</div>
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Quick, in raw time, serving</div>
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stealth & slumber,</div>
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grinding warm forests into restless lumber.</div>
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Jim's repeated use of the forest imagery, highlights the hidden subjective experiences of self-renewal, rebirth and the need for a natural reconnection with the source of life. The forest acts as an imagery for life beyond artificialities, a purgatory for self- discovery in utter silence and calm stillness.</div>
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Mangled hands</div>
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Tales of the old Days</div>
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Discovery of the Sacred Pool</div>
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Mute-handed stillness baby cry</div>
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The wild dog </div>
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Find her!</div>
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Surreptitiously</div>
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They smile</div>
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Inviting-Smiling</div>
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Choktai leave!</div>
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evil leave!</div>
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No come here</div>
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Leave Her!</div>
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A creature is nursing </div>
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its child</div>
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soft arms around</div>
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the head & the neck</div>
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a mouth to connect</div>
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leave this child alone</div>
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This one is mine</div>
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I'm taking her home</div>
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Back to the rain</div>
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Sea-bird sea-moan</div>
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earthquake murmuring</div>
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Fast-burning incense</div>
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Clamoring surging</div>
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Serpentine road</div>
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To the Chinese caves</div>
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Home of the winds</div>
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The gods of mourning</div>
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The city sleeps</div>
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& the uynhappy children</div>
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roam w/animal gangs.</div>
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They seem to speak</div>
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the dogs</div>
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who teach them trails.</div>
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Who can catch them?</div>
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Who can make them come inside?</div>
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Catalog of Horrors</div>
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Descriptions of Natural disaster</div>
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Lists of miracles in the divine canal</div>
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Catalog of objects in the room</div>
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List of things in the sacred river.</div>
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Cypress was their talk</div>
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Fish-call & bird-song</div>
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Roots & signs</div>
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They chanced to be there</div>
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Guides, to the white </div>
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gods.</div>
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Where are your manners</div>
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out there on the sunlit</div>
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desert</div>
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boundless galaxies of dust</div>
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cactus spines, beads</div>
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bleach stones, bottles</div>
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He spoke to me. He frightened </div>
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Bells.</div>
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Cinema returns us to anima, religion of matter,</div>
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-52881893057416976782016-11-23T21:55:00.001-08:002016-11-26T14:12:36.420-08:00The Lords - Notes On Vision And The New Creatures - James Douglas Morrison<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>Look where we worship</i><br />
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<i>A room moves over a landscape, uprooting the mind's astonishing vision . A gray film melts off the eyes, and runs down the cheeks . Farewell</i><br />
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I have tried to introduce here Jim's earliest self published poetry collections. He wrote them mostly during his college years and they seem to translate such mysterious imaginative skills of a true observer and establishes his future journey towards the mystical life in store.<br />
These early writings ensure the making of a highly mysterious and esoteric spiritual personality. The poems, anecdotes and aphorisms are essentially psychically enigmatic. They contain an idea of envisioning the part and the whole, the real and the unreal, the diversity of thoughts and images, myriad juxtapositions of emotions and senses along with a constant reference to the subtle stillness in the poet's mind, as it remains unaffected and untouched by his own words, seemingly unwritten them . The essential images used by the poet go far beyond the literal sense, beyond rational contemplation or any logical deduction. They, as Jim puts it, " <i>opens the doors of many possibilities one can choose to enter which" </i>, thereby making it a visual journey from frames to frames and moments to moments .<br />
The instance of time here is lost, as he writes -" <i>there is no time , time is a straight plantation" </i>, as the relativness of time is overtly exposed and referred to constantly in these images used by the poet as belonging to no specific locale in either geographical sense of space or time but yet existing as possibilities of superimposed states of awareness .<br />
The idea of restoration and the collective memory of information resurfaces as the need for saving every instance in time as picture frames, as he writes, <i>Imagery is born of loss, loss of the "friendly epanses</i>." The silver halide acts as the consolation for the moments, lived and transcended, as they put together the journey as a whole . The film spool enacts and contains this transformative phase of not only transcending images but also a higher goal of the need for evolution and self perfection.<br />
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<i>"Each film depends upon all others and drives</i><br />
<i>you on to others; Cinema was a novelty, a scientific toy, until a sufficient body of works had been amassed, enough to create an intermittent other</i><br />
<i>world, a powerful, infinite mythology to be dipped into at will." </i><br />
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Jim being a student of Films, dedicated this early collection of poems from The Lords - Notes on Vision as his understanding of the workings and the hidden meaning of this particular medium- as he correctly said it was "<i>A thesis on film</i> <i>aesthetics</i> ". The medium of Cinema as an artform struck a cord of an unexplored new vastness, a medium to be understood not merely by its superficial appearance and projection but by its highly mystical representation of reality in celluloid which goes far beyond any screenings for an audience but instead plays by itself for the entertainment of none .<br />
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<i>It is wrong to assume that art needs the spectator</i><br />
<i>in order to be.The film runs on without any eyes.</i><br />
<i>The spectator cannot exist without it . It insures </i><br />
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It is the envisioning idea of<i> "Camera , as an all-seeing god, satisfies our longing for omniscience" </i>that shows<i> </i>delicatel<i>y </i>the presence of the observing eye beyond fame, appreciation or critique, the eye that only sees but does not judge , it is beyond this judgement and rationale where lies the world of the voyeur who enjoys as the interpretation of his thoughts are enacted out, as <i>"The pupil opens to seize</i><i> the object of vision"</i> but beyond his capacity to participate in the act itself. The silent observer, the voyeur is left to see and hear but he tastes or touches nothing , This partial partaking is an act of observation without participation of the tactile emotive senses, it is more like a fleeting view of the hidden watcher who watches a mirage of moments enacted before him with nothing to hold in his memory.<br />
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<i>"More or less, we're all afflicted with the the psychology of the voyeur. Not in a strictly clinical or criminal sense, but in our whole physical and emotional stance before the world. Whenever we seek to break this passivity, our actions are awkward, like an invalid who has forgotton how to walk."</i><br />
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The presence of this passivity highlights in its true essence the essencelessness of all acts and activities as they exist for and yet without themselves. Every act enacted ensures its reversal by interiorizing the outside or outward appearances.<br />
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<i>"Urge to come to terms with the "Outside," by absorbing, interiorizing it ."</i><br />
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The differentiating lines between the real and the imaginary are blurred as the dramatics of the medium unfold and evolve.<br />
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<i>"Cinema has evolved in two paths.</i><br />
<i>One is spectacle. Like the Phantasmagoria, its goal is the creation of a total substitute sensory world."</i><br />
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<i>"Phantasmagoria, magic lantern shows, spectacles without substance. They achieved complete sensory experiences through noise, incense, lightning, water. There may be a time when we'll attend Weather Theaters to recall the sensation of rain."</i><br />
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Jim mystifies the origins of Cinema as a medium of art by unusually tracing its roots to the mythological, the religious and the magical as he writes-<br />
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<i>"Cinema derives not from painting, literature, sculpture, theater, but from ancient poppular wizardry. It is the contemporary manifestation of an evolving history of shadows, a delight in pictures that move, a belief in magic. Its lineage is entwined from the earliest beginning with Priests and socery, a summoning of phantoms. With, at first, only slight aid of mirror and fire, men called secret visits from regions in the buried mind. In these seances, shades are spirits which ward off evil."</i><br />
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<i>"The modern East creates the greatest body of films. Cinema is a new form of an ancient tradition-the shadow play. Even their theater is an imitation of it. Born in India or China, the shadow show was aligned with religious ritual, linked with celebrations which centered around the cremation of the dead."</i><br />
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The Shadow play is a repeative reference to the virtual representation of the dualistic world . The shadows represent the states of simultaneous being and non- being, the states of reality and unreality, the states of existence and non -existence. It is this great mystery behind the shadows that entice our cuious minds to believe or unbelieve, it the play of opposites and the polarities of reason that keep us engaged to any medium of artistic expression. It is the sheer delight of the variations of experiences that keep evolving this world play.<br />
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<i>"A mild possession, devoid of risk, at bottom sterile. With an image there is no attendant danger."</i><br />
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<i>"The aim of the happening is to cure boredom, wash the eyes, make childlike reconnections with the stream of life. Its lowest , widest aim is for purgation of perception. The happening attempts to engage all the senses, the total organism, and achieve total response in the face of traditional arts which focus on narrower inlets of sensation."</i><br />
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The linearity of time ceases to function resulting in its primeval essence of timelessness.<br />
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<i>"Films have an illusion of timelessness fostered by their regular , indomitable appearances."</i><br />
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The enclosure of time in a film frame highlights its power as a restorative medium capable of retribution and consolation, the deeds are re-enacted as many times as one wants, Jim writes in one of his aphorisms in this collection that -" <i>film confers a kind of spurious eternity "</i>since it captures and captivates a moment in its entirety relevant to a memoir encapsulated in a spec of encoded archaeology. It remains a kind of infinity playing out infintely.<br />
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<i>"Cinema is the most totalitarian of the arts.</i><br />
<i>Cinema is this transforming agent. The body exists for the sake of the eyes; it becomes a dry stalk to support these two soft insatiable jewels."</i><br />
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I hope the readers will like the new look and feel of the blog and I will continue to share as much of the natural surroundings I encounter with the best of nature. - MonaLisa Morrison<br />
<i><br /></i><i>"Modern life is a journey by car. The Passengers change terribly in their reeking seats, or roam from car to car, subject to unceasing transformation. Inevitable progress is made toward the beginning (there is no difference in terminals), as we slice through cities, whose ripped backside present a moving pictures of windows , signs, streets , buildings. Sometimes other vessels, closed worlds, vacuums, travel along beside to move ahead or fall utterly behind."</i><br />
<i><br /></i><i>"This is a model of our liquid resting world</i><br />
<i>dissolvingbone and melting marrow</i><br />
<i>opening pores as wide as windows."</i><br />
<i><br /></i><i>"Dull lions prone on a watery beach.</i><br />
<i>the universe kneels at the swamp</i><br />
<i>to curiously eye its own raw</i><br />
<i>postures of decay </i><br />
<i>in the mirror of human consciousness."</i><br />
<i><br /></i><i>"Absent and peopled mirror, absorbent,</i><br />
<i>passive to whatever visits</i><br />
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<i>Door of passage to the other side,</i><br />
<i>the soul frees itself in stride.</i><br />
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<i>Turn mirrors to the wall</i><br />
<i>in the house of the new dead."</i><br />
<i><br /></i><i>"Destroy roofs, walls, see in all the rooms at once.</i><br />
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<i>From the air we trapped gods, with the gods'</i><br />
<i>omniscient gaze, but without their power to be</i><br />
<i>inside minds and cities as they fly above."</i><br />
<i><br /></i><i>"June 30th. On the sun roof. He woke up suddenly.</i><br />
<i>At that instant a jet from the air base crawled</i><br />
<i>in silence overhead. On the beach, children try</i><br />
<i>to leap into its swift shadow."</i><br />
<i><br /></i><i>"There are no glass houses. The shades are drawn and "real" life begins. He seeks them out with his myriad army of eyes -like the child's notion of a Deity who sees all." Everything ?"asks the child. "Yes, everything, " they answer, and the child is left to cope with this divine intrusion."</i><br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-29974431699071335872016-09-04T14:50:00.001-07:002016-09-08T11:31:42.922-07:00"Free now of Space & time free to dissolve in the streaming summer- Laughter & young voices in the mts"...-Jim Morrison<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
"<i>A pair of Wings</i><br />
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MY VISIT TO THE MOUNTAINS<br />
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<i>"You parade thru the sof summer</i><br />
<i>We watch your eager rifle decay</i><br />
<i>Your wilderness</i><br />
<i>Your teeming emptiness</i><br />
<i>Pale forests on verge of light decline</i><br />
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<i>More of miracles</i><br />
<i>More of your magic arms"</i><br />
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I got the opportunity to Visit the Ancient spiritual sights of great wisdom-the mountains, not mentioning where they were I will like to say that it is within us that the truth resides. Jim's poetry I believe is the truest example of the face of divinity, as it is a highly spiritual exercise, discrete attention and observance that can attune oneself to such poetic imagination. Arriving in fragments and imageries it explains the fragmented compounded nature of existence, it is an art of self introspection occurring silently within the poet as he tries to see himself and all objects around him in a variety of perspectives when perception turns into apperceiving, true cognizance dawns- the vision is merged the delusion dissolved. Brilliance in its wholeness, grandeur of the mountains and the expanse of sea all appear in his woven patterns of words, lattices of syllables creating a spectacle, a myriad form of dreams as reality more real than what you can see or feel. As it is eternally there to be there and will always be.<br />
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<i>Urge to come to terms with the Outside, by absorbing, interiorizing it. I won't come out, you must come into me. Into my womb-garden where i peer out. Where i can construct a universe within the skull, to rival the real.</i><br />
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<i>You never walk through mirrors</i><br />
<i>or swim through windows.</i><br />
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<i>Cherry palms</i><br />
<i>Terrible shores</i><br />
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<i>This we know </i><br />
<i>that all are free</i><br />
<i>in the school-made</i><br />
<i>text of the unforgiven</i><br />
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<i>deceit smiles</i><br />
<i>incredible hardships are suffered </i><br />
<i>by those barely able</i><br />
<i>to endure</i><br />
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<i>but all will pass</i><br />
<i>lie down in green grass</i><br />
<i>& smile & muse, & gaze</i><br />
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<i>now, isn't that fragrant</i><br />
<i>Sir, isn't that knowing</i><br />
<i>w/a wayward careless</i><br />
<i>backward glance</i><br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-76874111232853015842016-02-06T14:22:00.002-08:002016-02-06T14:37:37.548-08:00After a long wait.....Understanding Fashion, Arts, Aesthitics and the Higher Beauty in things. Recreating the PsychedelicEra and Most Importantly Jim"s Poetry<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>The banks are high & overgrown</i><br />
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<i>unlock the canals</i><br />
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<i>Do you want us that way w/the rest?</i></div>
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<i>When you return will you</i></div>
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Its been a long wait since i last posted my article almost a year and few months i guess ....But today i got the inspiration to let my readers undertake a visual tour of the psychedelic era in terms of its colours, fashion, artworks and music and most importantly Jim's poetry ...Thank you for waiting!<br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-19302053528694699512014-12-08T08:45:00.001-08:002014-12-08T08:45:39.298-08:00On Dec 8th Jim's birthday I Love To Share These Specially Beautiful Moments, An Epiphany Of Lost Memories Of Love , Hope You'll Like The Update So Then Read On.......<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Wild child<br />
Full of grace<br />
Savior of the human race<br />
Your cool face<br />
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Natural child, terrible child<br />
Not your mother's or your father's child<br />
Your our child, screamin' wild<br />
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An ancient lunatic reigns<br />
In the trees of the night<br />
ha ha ha ha<br />
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With hunger at her heels<br />
Freedom in her eyes<br />
She dances on her knees<br />
Pirate prince at her side<br />
Stirrin' into a hollow idol's eyes<br />
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Wild child<br />
Full of grace<br />
Savior of the human race<br />
Your cool face<br />
Your cool face<br />
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It was an eventful week ahead of me, with your birthday coming round the corner we generally tend to get a bit busy planning what to do and most importantly how to spend this special day in a different day so that it turns out quite unique each year rather any boring mundane day at work!<br />
so this is one of my ways to make it really special.....There are few of my birthday snaps hope the readers will like it...this is my most personal and intimate post ever<br />
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Unhappy girl<br />
Left all alone<br />
Playing solitaire<br />
Playing warden to your soul<br />
You are locked in a prison<br />
Of your own device<br />
And you can't believe<br />
What it does to me<br />
To see you<br />
Crying<br />
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Unhappy girl<br />
Tear your web away<br />
Saw thru all your bars<br />
Melt your cell today<br />
You are caught in a prison<br />
Of your own device<br />
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Unhappy girl<br />
Fly fast away<br />
Don't miss your chance<br />
To swim in mystery<br />
You are dying in a prison<br />
Of your own device......<br />
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These are the songs which most define me i guess my innermost psyche . All the lines you read i guess you know they are written by Jim Morrison, but i guess that you would be quiet shocked to know that all these specific songs, its every single line and every single word bears an uncanny resemblance to my personal life experiences and makes me really feel as if they were written for me!. Quiet bizarre i know... but that's the truth i shared and also that's the reason why i juxtaposed these songs with my write up cause of relevance and significance in my personal life.<br />
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You're lost little girl<br />
You're lost little girl<br />
You're lost<br />
Tell me<br />
Who are you?<br />
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I think that you know what to do<br />
Impossible? Yes, but its true<br />
I think that you know what to do Yeah<br />
I'm sure that you know what to do<br />
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You're lost little girl<br />
You're lost little girl<br />
Tell me<br />
Who are you?<br />
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I think that you know what to do<br />
Impossible? Yes, but its true<br />
I think that you know what to do Yeah<br />
I'm sure that you know what to do<br />
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You're lost little girl<br />
You're lost little girl<br />
You're lost<br />
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Now, lets take the ZEN way with the song Take It As It Comes. This song actually encapsulates wu wei the action of non action . In other words. to flow with the stream of Tao the river and take it as it comes as life offers you.......<br />
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Time to live<br />
Time to lie<br />
Time to laugh<br />
Time to die<br />
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Take it easy. baby<br />
Take it as it comes<br />
Don't move too fast<br />
And you want your love to last<br />
Oh, you've been movin' much too fast<br />
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Time to walk<br />
Time to run<br />
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Time to aim your arrows<br />
At the sun<br />
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Take it easy. baby<br />
Take it as it comes<br />
Don't move too fast<br />
And you want your love to last<br />
Oh, you've been movin' much too fast<br />
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Go real slow<br />
You will like it more & more<br />
Take it as it comes<br />
Specialize at havin' fun<br />
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Take it easy. baby<br />
Take it as it comes<br />
Don't move too fast<br />
And you want your love to last<br />
Oh, you've been movin' much too fast<br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-62552626098265814572014-11-08T12:37:00.002-08:002014-11-08T12:44:19.760-08:00After A Long Time....Posting My Thoughts on Jim's Echoing Songs, This Week's Pick My Birthday Favourite LA Woman Along With Sharing The Release Of Pink Floyd's Last Album "The Endless River" <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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JIM MORRISON'S ORIGINAL HANDWRITTEN LYRICS OF THE SONG LA WOMAN<br />
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Taking a cue from Division Bell's High Hopes comes forth Floyd's last ever studio album called "The Endless River". It is the fifteenth studio album of the alternate progressive rock band and third after losing ties with the band's ex member Roger Waters. The Endless River comes as a homage to the legendary Rick Wright by his friends the surviving two members of the Pink Floyd. The album comes out nearly two decades since their last in 1994, completed with the past recording sessions during the days of " the division bell " in 1993 at the Gilmour Studios the Astoria with its only featured song being the closing track "louder than words".Instrumentally musical and ambient it appears to be Rick Wright's beautifully blooming last " Swan Song" as the Ancient Greeks believed that an artist produces his greatest creation just before his departure from this earthly realm just as a swan sings its best ever song before death & co incedentaly the title the endless river surely seems to highlight this mythological theme along with references to - the concept of eternity -the ever flowing river- & the stoppage of time. It releases on the eve of Nov 10th in the united kingdom & Nov 7th worlwide as the much anticipated rock classic.<br />
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This Week -LA Woman The Echoing Call Of Jim Morrison<br />
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It echoes and invokes the magic word, a Shaman in utmost power chants an incantation an awakening of the spirits in time with utmost strength and vitality. this is what you feel when you hear LA Woman. the intensity with which it picks up its fast and whirlwind beat and traverses you through the frentic roads and suburbs of Los Angeles, a true blues ride through the highway picturesque of the city night it journeys inwards and outwards back and forth into space and time riding inside and outside people's minds.<br />
Its a surreal dream, lots of imageries and the use of metaphorical emotions run through the lines. The song seems a ritual yet a Satori. Its a state of immediate self realisation and its projection through the use of worldly imageries. Its what we see outside and how we interpret it<br />
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well i got into town about an hour ago<br />
took a look around which way the wind blow....<br />
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The first two lines encapsulate a perfect zen haiku . its a song that celebrates the moment of wakeful liveliness full of enthusiastic energy that it sojourns into an adventure.<br />
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Its the song of mutability changing its tone to unlikely moods a song of experimentation<br />
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....motel money murder madness let's change the mood from glad to sadness....<br />
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LA Woman<br />
sunday afternoon<br />
drive thru your suburbs<br />
into your blues<br />
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i see your hair is burning<br />
hills are filled with fire<br />
if they say that i never loved you<br />
you know that they're a liar<br />
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driving thru your freeway<br />
midnight alley's Rome<br />
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This song with its adventurous soundtrack, unconventional lyrics and Jim's incomparable rendition stays as my personal favourite which can enlighten your mood in a zest of adventure.<br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-73636101954904780352014-08-24T22:55:00.001-07:002014-08-27T02:10:00.914-07:00My Eyes Have Seen You : Understanding Jim Morrison Poetry & Aesthetics A Vision Thru Jim's Mind<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The fresh miracle<br />
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UNDERSTANDING JIM MORRISON<br />
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LAmerica<br />
Cold treatment of our empress<br />
LAmerica<br />
The transient universe<br />
LAmerica<br />
Instant communion & communication<br />
LAmerica<br />
Emeralds in glass<br />
LAmerica<br />
Searchlights at twilights<br />
LAmerica<br />
Stoned streets in the pale dawn<br />
LAmerica<br />
Robed in exile<br />
LAmerica<br />
swift beat beat of a proud heart<br />
LAmerica<br />
Eyes like twenty<br />
LAmerica<br />
Swift dream<br />
LAmerica<br />
Frozen heart<br />
LAmerica<br />
Soldiers doom<br />
LAmerica<br />
Clouds& struggles<br />
LAmerica<br />
Nighthawk<br />
Doomed from the start<br />
LAmerica<br />
"That's how i met her,<br />
Lamrica<br />
Lonely &frozen<br />
LAmerica<br />
Right from the start."<br />
Then Stop.<br />
Go.<br />
The wilderness between<br />
Go round the march<br />
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Its not a prelude to a great personality neither a tribute nor a memoir, its my own subjective vision, my own personal understanding, my own emotinal attachment and an unspeakable feeling of love towards Jim which compels me to pen down this article. So as an eye opener to people, i intend this piece of writing helps them in understanding the Real Jim Morrison behind the cloak of fame or if even catch a glipmse of his real genius and poetic love hidden and encrypted in his literary testaments. As i know, Jim is a difficult person to fathom as he speaks very less or ever hardly speaks even when he's among his friends, he just sits silently. But he is a good listener, a very good listener indeed, a virtue which feeds his poetic flair. A good poet is always a good listener, as he captures every word heard transmuting them as an imagery through a random dynamic thought channeling and weaves them through a string of distinct creative imagination transcending its own essence like an catalyst reaction, an extraction, a distillation process, a chemical composition, an alchemy of words interplaying within themselves copulate to give birth anew. He takes up his magic wand much like the frenzied magician of Coleridge's Kubla Khan inciting a ritual to cast a spell among his readers.<br />
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Fence my sacred fire<br />
I want. To be simple, black & clean<br />
A dim nothingness<br />
Please<br />
The sea is green<br />
Smoke<br />
Like a child's version of a<br />
Christmas dream<br />
W/no<br />
waking.<br />
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He embraces his words as microcosmic visions, his premonitions, his intuitive senses as a Shaman of the Coming Age, challenging the macroscosmic hierarchy of the Gods, alike Longfellow's Psalm he breathes unto them, much like God Almighty who breathes unto life among men of clay. Its in the Wilderness that you find peace, its the Night that gives you rest & solace. His words generate no meanings, no intentions, no contextual ground play, no propositions, no presumption but liberally opens the doors to all possibilities and probabilities to let you walk in the one that suits your intellect. His palette of thoughts add color to his words, much alike a rainbow it infuses the spectrum of light creating a image, an enigma in both the physical and the virtual plane of existence. Where you can see upon them but fail to touch them. His words carry that aura of super effulgence where only love leads you back into his garden. The garden of Far Arden again.<br />
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The Politics of ecstasy are real<br />
Cant you feel them working<br />
Thru you<br />
Turning night into day<br />
Mixing sun w/the sea<br />
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THE OBSERVER EFFECT<br />
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A poet is a good observer, he observes and perceives images, colors, textures, behaviours, moods and transitions. Keenly he sits upon to gaze and ponder, introspecting in retrospection. Jim is an excellent observer, he can read through your eyes while talking with you. He seeks inspiration in every conversation, the unfolding of a story, sharing of thoughts, ideas, innovation and revolution. He wants to perceive things in a different way, in his own way, one which has been perceived like never before. He seeks to create a new order, a new methodology, a new science of perception much like Blake or a Neitzschean revelry. He seeeks out to create a new dawn.<br />
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I get my best ideas when the telephone rings & rings<br />
Its no fun to feel like a fool<br />
A new ax to my head<br />
Possesion . I create my own sword<br />
Of Damascus. I've done nothing w/time.<br />
When out there the world awaits & abounds w/gangs of murderers and real madmen. Hanging<br />
From the window as if to say - i'm bold<br />
Do you love me?<br />
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Here i have listed few of my favorite poems, my own subjective perception of Jim's writing styles....<br />
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The Night is young & full of rest<br />
I can't describe the way she's dressed<br />
She'll pander to Some strange requests<br />
Anything you suggest<br />
Anything to please her guest<br />
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Are you her<br />
Do you look like that<br />
How could you be when<br />
no one ever could<br />
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Everything human is leaving her face<br />
Soon she'll disappear into the calm<br />
Vegetable morass<br />
Stay<br />
My wild love!<br />
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Ode New York Maidens<br />
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Everyone has there own magic<br />
There is no death<br />
So nothing matters<br />
High style<br />
Flash & forgive me<br />
High button shoes<br />
Clean arrangement<br />
Messy breeding<br />
Love's truimph<br />
Everlasting hope & fulfillment<br />
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....a dog howls & whines at the glass door (why can't i be in there?) A cat yowls. A car engine revs & races against the grain -a dry rasping carbon protest.<br />
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I put the book down & begin my own book<br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-61484577433745893792014-07-17T19:34:00.000-07:002014-07-17T19:34:14.544-07:00Alive ! She Cried......... Jim Morrison The Call Of A Distressed Prayer "...& Two Years Have Gone By...."Reminiscing lines from Orange County Suite "...& The People Who Laughed & Made Her Poor Heart Ache" From The Sisyphean Damnation To The Aquarian Dream<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A feast of friends<br />
Alive ! She cried<br />
Wating for me outside...<br />
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She looked so sad in sleep<br />
Like a friendly hand<br />
Just out of reach<br />
A candle stranded on a beach<br />
When the sun sinks low<br />
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An H-bomb in reverse<br />
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FROM THE SISYPHEAN DAMNATION TO THE AQUARIAN DREAM<br />
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Well, this is an essay i am attempting to contemplate upon the past events which resurface through the sands of time. "One must imagine Sisyphus happy..." as the French Absurdist Albert Camus says..."the struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a man's heart..." while looking through the Kafkaesque view or simply as the ordeals of a higher aspiration...i feel the road for Sisyphus never ends... i mean its beyond the weariness of relentless labour which apparently seems pointless and unfruitful, but i guess its the persevered attempts and his perpective journey is what matters, the story of Sisyphus, his rise as the founder King of Corinth, his hubris and fall to the damnation of Gods transfigures him as an embodiment of the evolutionary nature of man. His back and forth strife may evolute the seed of wisdom involuted in him. The boulder rock may seem the gift of strength, tenacity and endurance- a karmic purgation, a purgatorio.In a Shamanistic way the ordeal may be a boon...who knows as Sisyphus learns? Evolves? Evolutes? A higher dream in the eyes of the Gods? The myth of Sisyphus-the road way to the Aquarian dream. Aquarius-the symbol of transition. A representation of the New Age, and a proposition of love transcending towards an open order of poetry, emotions, expressions beyond mere words, a phase of traquility an embodiment of eternal peace. The need for change and an ascension to higher planes & realms beyond human imagination to end this suffering once and for all....its the road to the valley,the open fields,& the pastoral, where we live happily ever after....where you are happy to be together....really happy to be together...<br />
Below are references from the lines of Jim's ballad Orange County Suite-a perfect embodiment of an aquarian dream, along with his piano compositions the song and its lyrical version of the poem depicts a dream like journey reminiscing various moods, intuitively mystical with a happy note of togetherness<br />
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Orange County Suite<br />
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Well i used to know someone fair<br />
She had orange ribbons in her hair<br />
She was such a trip<br />
she was hardly there<br />
But i loved her<br />
still the same<br />
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There was rain in our wibdow<br />
The FM set was ragged<br />
But she could talk, yeah,<br />
We learned to speak<br />
& one year has<br />
Gone by<br />
Such long long road to seek it<br />
& all we did was break it & freak it<br />
We had all<br />
That lovers ever had<br />
We just blew it<br />
& i'm not sad<br />
Well i'm mad<br />
& i'm bad<br />
& two years<br />
have gone by<br />
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Now her world was bright orange<br />
& the fire glowed......<br />
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Yeah, we broke thru the window<br />
Yeah, we knocked on the door<br />
Her phone would not answer<br />
Yeah, but she's still home<br />
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Now her father has passed over<br />
& her sister is a star<br />
& her mother smokes diamonds<br />
& she sleeps out in the car<br />
Yeah, but she remembers Chicago<br />
The musicians and guitars<br />
& the grass by the lake<br />
& the people who laughed<br />
& made her poor her ache<br />
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Now we live down in the valley<br />
We work in the farm<br />
We climb up to the mountains<br />
& everything's fine<br />
& i'm still here<br />
& you're still there<br />
We'er still around</div>
M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-88392239469833572132014-06-20T03:50:00.000-07:002014-06-20T03:50:05.287-07:00The Bohemianism Of Fin De Siecle -"Things are beautiful to behold but to be them is quite different" From The One Single True Word: Of Rimbaud To Jim Morrison's Wilderness Symbolism<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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"I shed more tears than God could have required..</div>
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Idle youth enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive i have wasted my life.....</div>
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I said to myself: Let be, And let no one see you: Do without the promise of higher joys. Let nothing delay you, majestic retirement......</div>
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I'm now making myself as scummy as i can. Why? I want to be a poet. And I'm working at turning myself into a seer. You wont understand any of this, and I'm almost incapable of explaining it to you. The idea is to reach the unknown by the derangement of all the senses. It involves enormous suffering but one must be strong and be born a poet, its really not my fault.</div>
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I say that one must be a seer, make oneself a seer. The poet makes himself a seer by a long, prodigious,and rational disordering of all the senses. Every form of love, of suffering, of madness; he reaches himself, he consumes all the poisons in him and keeps only their quintessences. This is an unspeakable torture during which he needs all his faith and superhuman strength, and during which he becomes the great patient, the great criminal, the great accursed- the great learned one!-among men.- For he arrives at the unknown! Because he has cultivated his own soul-which was rich to begin with-more than any other man! He reaches the unknown; and even if, crazed, he ends up losing the understanding of his visions, at least he has seen them! Let him die charging those unutterable, unnameable things; other horrible workers will come: they will begin from the horizons from where he has succumbed!</div>
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One Single True Word is : Come Back, I want to be with you, I love you . If you listen to this you will prove your courage and sincerity. Otherwise, I am sorry for you but I love you I kiss you and we'll see each other again....-Rimbaud </div>
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A SEASON IN HELL<br />
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Delirium II Alchemy Of The Word<br />
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<span style="text-align: center;">It is recovered.</span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;"> What?- Eternity</span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;"> In the whirling light </span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;"> Of the sun in the sea.</span><br />
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<span style="text-align: center;"> O my eternal soul,</span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;"> Hold fast on desire</span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;"> In spite of the night </span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;"> </span><span style="text-align: center;">And the day on fire.</span><br />
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<span style="text-align: center;"> You must set yourself free</span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;"> From the striving of Man </span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;"> And the applause of the World</span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;"> You must fly as you can...</span><br />
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<span style="text-align: center;"> -No hope forever</span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;"> No oriteur</span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;"> Science and patience</span><br />
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The fire within you</div>
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Soft silken embers</div>
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What? -Eternity</div>
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THE SYMBOLIST MOVEMENT AND THE DECADENCE<br />
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"I am a slave of my baptism, parents you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own"-Rimbaud<br />
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The Fin de siecle, saw a revolutionary transformation in the genre of poetics, art and music with the onset of the Symbolic movement. French writers and stalwarts were floored with the use of symbolisms in their poetic artforms. By the likes of Paul Verlain, Stéphanie Mallarme, Arthur Rimbaud, Jules Laforgue, Paul Velary, etc...symbolism became the dawn of the New Age...<br />
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Although synonymous yet distinctly different rose the decadent movement and its laurels. Identifying with hermeticism alingned with the tint of Byronic Romanticism, it used precieux (precious), ornamental and morbid subjects. Thematically, the decadents underlined the common yet unconscious historical background of the decadence of the Roman Empire, being expressed through individual motifs and personal expressions. One such example can be traced in Paul Verlain's Langueur from Jadis et Naguere<br />
"I am the Empire, at the end of decadence, who watches the large, white barbarians passing, while composing lazy acrostic poems in a gilded style, in which the languor of the sun dances."<br />
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THE SYMBOLIST MANIFESTO<br />
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As Jean Moreas puts it, symbolism meant "to clothe the Ideal in a perceptible form". In other words, symbolism is an indirect expression of the inner condition of the Poet's soul and his subjective impression and experiences, penned down in symbols through words. A self-motivated artform, the concept arises from the Poet's epiphany or a moment of immense self realisation, a spiritual hallucination, or through excesses of emotive sensations (synesthesia). The idea emerged in 1857 with the publication of Charles Baudelaire's Les Fleurs du Mal along with the subtle literary legacy of Edgar Allan Poe who in turn had influenced Baudelaire.<br />
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As published on 18th September 1886 in his essay Le Manifeste du Symbolisme in Le Figaro, Moreas writes<br />
"In this art, scenes from nature, human activities, and all other real world phenomena will not be described for their own sake; here they are perceptible surfaces created to represent their esoteric affinities with the primordial ideals."<br />
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Hence by reference to symbols, allegories and metaphors, the aim was to evoke rather than describe or express. Where the depiction of reality and transcendence projected a spiritual hallucination, unnamed thoughts, unwordly feelings, strange sensations and a weird combination of words whose meaning lied at depth beyond the logical decipher of mere words. Where the Poet became a Schopenhauerian Genius swirling his magic wand among his readers transporting them to a hypnotic, silent esoteric realm used as a microcosmic camouflage of the macrocosmic truth. As Rimbaud himself puts it in The Alchemy Of Words....<br />
"I dreamt of crusades, voyages of discovery that nobody had heard of, republics without histories, religious wars stamped out, revolutions in morals, movements of races and continents. I used to believe in every kind of magic.<br />
I invented colours for vowels A black, E white, I red, O green, U blue- I made the rules for the form and movement of every consonant, i boasted of inventing rhythms from within me a kind of poetry that all the senses, sooner or later, would recognize. And i alone would be its translator. It began as an investigation, i turned silences and nights into words, what was unutterable, i wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still."<br />
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SALON DE LA ROSE +CROIX<br />
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Josephine Peladan, the founder of the Mystic Order Of The Rose+Croix influenced by the medieval secret society of Rosicrusians, an active occultist himself, was highly regarded among the finest admirers of the symbolist movement. He promoted the Symbolists by establishing a state of the art Salon De La +Croix with the six galleries of exihibition space featuring avant garde experimentalism in poetry, arts and music. The elites and stalwarts of Symbolist poetry were associated with the Salon's much known public acclaim.<br />
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POETES MAUDITS<br />
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"Genius is the recollection of childhood at will..." -Rimbaud.<br />
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The essence of symbolism reached its peak in 1884 with the publication of Paul Verlain's essay on Poetes Maudits or The Accursed Poets including Arthur Rimbaud, Stephane Mallarme, Tristan Corbiere, Marceline Desbordes Valmore, Gerad de Nerval and Verlain himself as Pauvre Lelian or Poor Lelain. Based on the victimization of these poets by their talents as an affect of their sensibility -a gift of their art, he claimed them as cursed with their own Geniuses. The idea was based on the aesthetics of Schopenhauer and Charles Baudelaire's poem Bénédiction in Les Fleurs Du Mal<br />
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"When by the decree of the supreme powers<br />
The Poet appears in this world bored..."<br />
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...Be Blessed, my God, who us suffering<br />
As a divine remedy of our impurities<br />
And as the best and purest essence,<br />
Who prepares the strong for holy pleasures! I know you keep a place in Poet, in the blessed ranks of the holy legions, and you invite him to the eternal feast of Thrones, Virtues, Dominions...."<br />
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Where Baudelaire describes the unaffected demeanor of the Poet retaining his inner peace and serenity, irrespective of the nuances of the outer world.<br />
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As stated by Schopenhauer "...Only through the pure contemplation....which becomes entirely absorbed in the object....are the Ideas comprehended; and the nature of Genius consists precisely in the preeminent ability for such contemplation.... This demands a complete forgetting of our own person."<br />
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RIMBAUD AND VERLAIN IN 'LE COIN DE TABLE' BY HENRI FANTIN LATOUR, OIL ON CANVAS CIRCA 1872<br />
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THE AESTHETICS OF SCHOPENHAEUR<br />
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"Things are certainly beautiful to behold but to be them is quite different...."<br />
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As Schopenhauer states The World As Will And Representation, in accordance to his doctrine of the Primacy of Will, he segregates the dual entities of representation and human will. The belief in the world as artistic representation negates the suffering of the world as the malignant human will. Thereby, art as an representation temporarily escapes the desires, depravation, grim and desolate realities of human will. Hence, emerging as the Plationic Ideal, Art performs the highest ritual of mental purgation escaping the mind to a silent state of self reality beyond the world of striving will. As he states, "On the occurence of an aesthetic appreciation, the will thereby vanishes entirely from the consciousness...." in Schopenhaeur's Parerga and Parilipomena. The Symbolists befitted idea, and adopted it as one of the priciple grounds of Symbolist poetry.<br />
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"Perhaps the reason why common objects in still life seem so transfigured and generally everything painted appears in a supernatural light is that we then no longer look at things in the flux of time and in the relation of cause and effect.....On the contrary we are snatched out of that eternal flux of all things and removed into a dead and silent eternity. In its individuality the thing itself was determined by time and by the (causal) conditions of understanding; here we see this connection abolished and only the Platonic Idea is left." - Schopenhauer.<br />
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SYNESTHESIA<br />
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A prized possesion for the Symbolists, it meant a unique amalgation of the sensory organs. The symbols co related with certain distinct visual imagery like colours (Chromesthesia), auditory (sounds) gustatory (tastes) and olfactory (scents) senses etc which can be well noted in this example of Baudelaire's Correspondences<br />
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"There perfumes that are fresh like children's flesh,<br />
Sweet like oboes, grean like meadow<br />
And others corrupt, rich and triumphant<br />
Having the exanspiveness of the infinite things<br />
Like amber, musc, benzoin, incenses<br />
Which sing of the raptures of the soul and the senses."<br />
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And Rimbaud's Voyelles<br />
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A, black, E white, I red, O green , U blue: vowels<br />
I shall tell, one day, of your mystic origins<br />
A, black velvety jacket of brilliant flies<br />
which buzz around cruel smells.<br />
Gulf of shadows; E, whiteness of vapours and of tents<br />
Lances of proud glaciers, white kings, shiverings of cow parsley<br />
I, purples, spat blood, smile of beautiful lips<br />
In anger or in the raptures of penitence<br />
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U, waves, divine, shuddering of viridian seas<br />
The peace of pastures dotted with animals, the peace of the furrows<br />
Which alchemy prints on broad studious foreheads<br />
O, sublime Trumpet full of strange piercing sounds<br />
Silences crossed by worlds and by angels<br />
O, the omega, the violet rays of her eyes<br />
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L'ART POUR L'ART -BOHEMIANISM OF FIN DE SIECLE<br />
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The symbolists heralded Theophile Gautier's motto - L'art Pour L'art (Art for Art's Sake) The slogan depicting the radicalism of the French revolution the Bohemianism of Fin De Siecle and its libertine social setting. Where the concept of art was seen as an autotelic - self sufficient work of human talent and consciousness, complete in itself without the need of any moral conjecture or societal norms. The idea suggested in defiance of didatic utilitarianism, insisting that the artist possesed absolute freedom in expression of beyond any moral judgement or function as the value of art stood for art itself . The best explanation of this idea could be found in the work of Edgar Allan Poe, the most influential figure in the birth of symbolism, much admired by Charles Baudelaire.<br />
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According to Poe in his 1850 essay The Poetic Principle<br />
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"We have taken it into our heads that to write a poem simply for the poem's sake......and to acknowledge such to have been our design, would be to confess ourselves radically wanting in the true poetic dignity and force:-but the simple fact is that we permit ourselves to look into our own souls we should immediately there discover that under the sun there neither exists nor can exist any other work more thoroughly dignified, supremely noble, than this very poem, this poem per se, this poem which is a poem and nothing more, this poem written solely for the poem's sake."<br />
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RIMBAUD'S WORLD<br />
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I have streched ropes from steeple to steeple;<br />
Garlands from window to window;<br />
Golden chains from stars to stars,<br />
And i dance.<br />
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Rimbaud's drawing<br />
Laitou (Roches) (Canton d' Attigny) May 73<br />
Dear friend, you see my existence<br />
O Nature, My mother!<br />
O nature, my sister!<br />
O nature my aunt.<br />
Letter to Ernest Delahaye in May 1873.<br />
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A protégé, a poet with the most rebellious and restless soul searching for the unknown. Earning the reputation of an archetypal enfant terrible yet subtle sensitive at heart. He truly invented his world as expressed in his Letters of a Seer Letters du voyant. He became what he proclaimed leaving a legacy to future Surrealists, Dadaists and future Poets whose masterpieces and inventive thoughts yet remain indebted to Rimbaud, as his contemporary Paul Velary states -" all known literature is written in the language of common sense-except Rimbaud's ". Following are few of his creations......<br />
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My mind turned sour. I bid farewell to the world in poems ssomething like ballads<br />
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The Song From The Highest Tower<br />
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Let it come let it come<br />
The season we can love<br />
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I have waited so long<br />
That at length i forget;<br />
And leave unto heaven<br />
My fear and regret<br />
A sick thirst darkens my viens<br />
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Let it come let it come<br />
The season we can love<br />
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So the green fields<br />
To oblivion falls,<br />
Overgrown, flowering<br />
With incense and weeds<br />
And the cruel noise<br />
Of dirty flies<br />
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Let it come let it come<br />
The season we can love<br />
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The Sleeper In The Valley<br />
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IItis a green hollow where a river sings<br />
Hanging madly her herbal rags<br />
Silver where the sun<br />
The proud mountain shines<br />
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A young soldier open mouthed bare headed<br />
With the nape of his neck bathed in cool blue cresses<br />
Sleeps; she is streched out on the grass, under the sky,<br />
Pale on his green bed where light falls like rain<br />
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His feet in the yellow flags, he lies sleeping. Smiling like<br />
A sick child smile, he is having a nap<br />
Cradle him warmly, Nature:he is cold<br />
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No odour makes his nostrils quiver,<br />
He sleeps in the sun with, his hand on his chest<br />
Tranquil, At peace. There are two red holes in his right side.<br />
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JIM MORRISON'S WILDERNESS<br />
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Highly inspired by Rimbaud, the young poet. Jim's lines frame themselves to tell a story....<br />
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I am Rimbaud in a leather jacket.<br />
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France is 1st, Nogales round up<br />
Cross over the border<br />
Land of eternal adolescence<br />
Quality of despair<br />
Unmatched anywhere on the perimeter<br />
Message from the outskirts<br />
Calling us home<br />
This the private space of<br />
a new order. We need saviours<br />
To help us survive the journey.<br />
Now who will come.<br />
Now hear this:<br />
We have started the crossing<br />
Who knows? it may end badly.<br />
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The actors are assembled<br />
Immediately they become enchanted<br />
I, for one, am in esctasy enthralled<br />
Can convince you to smile?<br />
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To speak to the heart<br />
& give the great gift<br />
Words<br />
Power<br />
Trance<br />
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Could any hell be horrible<br />
More than now and real.<br />
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Disciple<br />
Scar<br />
Death<br />
Magic<br />
prison<br />
Garden<br />
Shelter<br />
Princess osorrow<br />
WWildernessangel<br />
Dancing wings of envy<br />
Call me tommorrow<br />
Bones<br />
Landing<br />
Gold<br />
Arrival<br />
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IN THAT YEAR<br />
In that year we had a great visitation of energy<br />
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Back in those days everything<br />
Was simpler & more confused<br />
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I can only smile & fix a meal<br />
& think about the child<br />
Who will one day own you<br />
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-Jim Morrison<br />
A SMALL FOOTNOTE<br />
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Aspiring Jim's poems, I wish to write a series of Symbolist poetry dedicated to Him. In future i might publish them in this blog or launch a kindle edition. Those who delighted can surely read..<br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-66976230512259480612014-06-07T14:07:00.000-07:002014-06-09T15:22:26.640-07:00In The Cherry Blossom's Shade, There's No Such Thing As A Stranger....From The Zen Art Of Haiku To The Beat Counterculture, Influences On Psychedelic Rock & Poetics-Jim Morrison<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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In The Cherry Blossom's Shade,<br />
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There's No Such Thing<br />
As A Stranger<br />
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- Issa<br />
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Im troubled immeasurably by your eyes<br />
Struck by the feather of your soft reply<br />
The sound of glass speaks quick disdain<br />
And conceals what your eyes fight to explain.<br />
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-Jim Morrison<br />
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THE ZEN ART OF HAIKU - OR THE ART OF JUXTAPOSITION<br />
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A form of Japanese short poetry, known as Hokku, was later renamed Haiku by the 19 th century stalwart Zen poet Masaoka Shiki. Traditionally Haiku consists of 17 syllables known as on or morae usually divided into three phrases of 5, 7 and 5 written in a vertical single line in Japanese whereas when translated in English it is written in three parallel lines to facilitate its division into the three subsequent phrases.<br />
Haiku is known for a Kireji or its cutting word which acts as a medium to conjoin the two juxtaposed imageries. The word acts as the connective link differentiating between the two distinct impressions. Generally choosing the beauty of nature as a subject to project its simple naturalness juxtaposed with imageries of daily life brings forth a poignant experience or a moment of awakening.<br />
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A Haiku also consists of kigo or seasonal references, metaphors and allusions usually derived from saijiki an account of extensively researched array of such referential words.<br />
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In summation, a Zen Haiku as i call it, reflects a moment of naturalness or an Epiphany depicted through simple lines.<br />
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Following is the world's most well known haiku<br />
Basho's Old Pond<br />
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Old Pond<br />
A frog leaps in<br />
Water's sound.<br />
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THE ZEN POETS<br />
HAIKU AS THE ART OF IMPRESSIONISM AND SUBJECTIVITY<br />
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The four stalwarts of Zen poetry and Haiku as the impressionistic subjective artform.<br />
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Another year is gone<br />
A traveler's shade on my head<br />
Straw sandals at my feet- Basho<br />
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The greatest Haiku poet of all times, Matsuo Basho is known for his simple lyricism, his journey onto the northern wilderness, reflection of his extensive travels, excellence in the art of linking Haikai verses and his lucid depictions of the surrounding outer world and its impressions in his inner mind. The West's fascination with Haiku and its subjective simplicity projected Basho as an archetypal Zen poet and Haiku as the ideal form of Japanese poetry.<br />
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Outliving them<br />
Outliving them all<br />
Ah the cold.....-Issa<br />
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Struck by life's experience, poverty and hard times made Kobiyashi Issa, the Buddhist priest of Jodu Sinshu or Pure Land Buddhism (also known as Shin Buddhism) the most humane Zen Poet with his Haikus reflecting irony juxtaposed with time and nature.<br />
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This dewdrop world<br />
Is a dewdrop world<br />
And yet and yet...<br />
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Trusting the Buddha (Amida), good and bad<br />
I bid farewell<br />
To the departing year- Issa<br />
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Idolizing Matsuo Basho came Yosa Buson the third stalwart painter poet of the Edo period . Learning the art of poesy under the tutelage of the Haikai master Hayano Haijin, Buson travelled and wrote extensively. Inspired by Basho's travelogue Oku no Hisomichi or The Narrow Road To The Interior, Buson travelled to Northern Honshu and resumed poetry<br />
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In nooks and corners<br />
Cold remains<br />
Flowers of the plum-Buson<br />
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In the 19 th century, Masaoka Shiki embarked the reformation of the traditional Haiku and its waning popularity in the modern Meiji period. As a literary critic, Shiki helped in cutting a niche for Haiku in the literary circa considering it as a pivotal form of Japanese heritage and literature. His high regards for Haiku helped in its revival in the modern period with much ardent love and interest along with few cultural reforms in accordance with the changing times. As the influence of Western literature, inspired Shiki to incorporate realism in his Haiku's deviating from the traditional parameters of Haiku writing.<br />
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ZEN BUDDHISM<br />
BODHIDHARMA A JAPANESE WOODCUT PRINT BY YOSHITOSHI CIRCA 1887<br />
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Following the Mahayana path, Zen Buddhism arrived in Japan via China spreading eastwards to Korea and southwards to Vietnam. Initiated by Boddhidharma of India it spread as Chan in China during the 6 th century. Hence, Zen Buddhism carried influences of Chinese Taoism and Confucianism. Emphasising Dhyana or Zazen (Meditative state) and discourses with a zen master as the methods of self-attainment, understanding the principle of 'suchness'-observing reality as it is, 'sunyata' -nothingness, along with the Boddhisattva ideals of insight and 'karuna' compassion.<br />
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Practiced at three different schools of Soto, Rinzai and Obaku, the doctrine of Zen preaches the prime ideal of self realisation, introspection, and a direct subjective experience of enlightenment or Sartori, de-mystifying the ardent chanting of sutras and ritual texts.<br />
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Japanese Zen became the most popular counterculture conversion during the beat generation in 1950s with post war American youths leading the zen way of life. Zen attracted its many followers due to its minimalistic nature, lack of stringent religious dogmas, along with a lot of importance to liberty, free-mind-space and the importance of subjective self realisation helping in alternate creative exploration of the time.<br />
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OTHER INFLUENCES<br />
THE BEAT GENERATION<br />
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"One day i will find the right words, and they will be simple......"<br />
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Post world war II began a journey...a journey of American youth of the coming new generation renamed as the beat generation. Coined by Jack Kerouac in 1948 during his conversations with John Clellon Holmes, the term 'beat' meant beaten down by society on one hand along with beatific vision and beatitude of music on the other.The movement started as a opposition to authority, social conformity expressing liberty as its ideal along with freedom of speech, literature, poetry. With Buddhism at its helm, zen art and Haiku poetry became important sources of inspiration. As Kerouac writes<br />
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"I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and i could do anything i wanted........"<br />
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SAN FRANCISCO RENAISSANCE<br />
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In the mid 1950s, the beats conjoined to form the avant garde alternate poetic movement in San Francisco owing to the growing alternate literary scene. Founded by Kenneth Rexroth, a second generation modernist and literary critic highly inspired by Japanese Haiku, along with the beats formed the nucleus of the West Coast wing of the movement. The infamous Six gallery reading of Ginsberg's Howl and other performances by the likes of Gary Synder, Philip Whalen, Michael McClure and was also fictionalized in the second chapter of Kerouac's The Dharma Bums.<br />
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THE BEAT POETS- BEATNIKS<br />
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The beatniks meant living life on your own terms and the people who envisaged this dream envisioned life beyond cross cultural barriers, beyond societal norms, beyond familiar ties, beyond an ordinary life.....The Ones embodying this spirit included Jack kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, William. S. Burroughs, Michael McClure, Neal Cassidy and Gary Synder. The beatnik life style along with the most influential and inspiring Beat Literature includes Jack Kerouac's On The Road, The Subterraneans, The Visions of Cody, Big Sur, Sartori in Paris, The Dharma Bums, etc.. Allen Ginsberg's Howl, Kaddish and other poems.<br />
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INFLUENCES ON THE 60S PSYCHEDELIC ROCK<br />
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Apart from the Beatles, early Pink Floyd, Grateful Dead and Bob Dylan . The beat culture extensively influenced The Doors music as well . Jim's favourite being Kerouac's writings made him exclusively read, contemplate and write his own poetic compositions.<br />
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A RARE COMBINATION OF HAIKU AND JIM MORRISON'S POETRY<br />
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A barn<br />
A cabin attic<br />
Your own face mirrored in<br />
The stationary window<br />
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White wings of rabbits<br />
Grey velvet deer<br />
The Canyon<br />
The car, a craft wretched in<br />
SPACE<br />
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Sudden movements<br />
& your past to warm you<br />
In the Spiritless night<br />
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The lonely HWY<br />
Cold hiker<br />
Afraid of the wolves and his own shadow.<br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-81256417440598527432014-05-31T01:21:00.000-07:002014-06-09T15:26:46.734-07:00A Penny For The Old Guy.......& Godheads Of The Little Mind-Jim Morrison's The Lords And The New Creatures<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Sentence upon sentence<br />
Words are healing<br />
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Words got me the wound<br />
& will get me well<br />
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If you believe it<br />
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THE END OF THE RAINBOW<br />
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The end of the rainbow<br />
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Put all my screaming phantasies<br />
Into one giant<br />
Box-trap<br />
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Image of self -image-propagation<br />
Image of elation<br />
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Ungulation<br />
Limit 1st free<br />
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Image of Utopia<br />
A slaughter of phantoms<br />
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Innocent guilty<br />
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The Human World<br />
Bounded by words<br />
& dust<br />
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Sweet soft & velvet<br />
Dust<br />
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Medium trust.<br />
- Jim Morrison<br />
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TIRESIAS THE BLIND PROPHET<br />
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The blind clairvoyant of Thebes, Tiresias had the gift of foresight and prophecy bestowed by Zeus (The King Of the Gods). For seven years he was transformed into a woman by Hera and blinded by Athena. The Prophet of Apollo and the son of Everes and Chariclo, Tiresias prophesied for the seven generations at Thebes also being a personal advisor to the Phoenician prince Cadmus.<br />
He also appears to Odysseus in the book XI of Odyssey and is associated with Thebes legendary history.<br />
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Tiresias's oracular powers were invoked by the following methods<br />
By hearing and interpreting a birdsong as he had been bestowed the power by Athena, the ability to decipher bird's decoded messages through thier songs.<br />
Secondly, by invoking visions in the holy sacrificial smoke created by burnt offerings or by invoking and commincating with the spirits (nekyia).<br />
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Tiresias finds mention in an array from traditional to modernist literature including Ovid's Metamorphoses, Milton's Paradise Lost, Dante's Inferno, Sophocle's Oedipus The King and Antigone, Euripedes The Bacchae and The Phoenician Women, Lord Alfred Tennyson's poem Tiresias, Eliot's The Waste Land along with allusions in The Hollow Men.....<br />
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Thank You Oh Lord<br />
For the white blind light<br />
Thank You Oh Lord<br />
For the white blind light<br />
A city rises from the sea<br />
I had a splitting headache<br />
From which the future's made.....<br />
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- Jim Morrison<br />
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A COMPARITIVE ANALYSIS WITH SELECTED LINES FROM T.S. ELIOT'S THE HOLLOW MEN<br />
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Eliot's The Hollow Men derives its title by the combination of The Hollow Land, a romance by William Morris and The Broken Men a poem by Rudyard Kipling. The old guy (Fawkes) is the referenced to the ritual burning of the straw man effigy . Other references include the agrarian mythos of Frazer, the Lord's Prayer, Shakespeare's Julius Caesar and Joseph Conrad's An Outcast Of The Islands.<br />
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<i>A penny for the old guy .....</i><br />
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<i>Walking Alone</i><br />
<i>At the hour when we are trembling </i><br />
<i>With tenderness </i><br />
<i>Lips that would kiss </i><br />
<i>Form prayers to broken stone......</i><br />
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DANTE'S BEATRICE<br />
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<i>Eyes that i dare not meet in dreams...</i><br />
<i>.....these do not appear</i><br />
<i>There, the eyes are</i><br />
<i>Sunlight on a broken column</i><br />
<i>There is a tree swinging</i><br />
<i>And voices are</i><br />
<i>In the wind's singing</i><br />
<i>More distant and more solemn</i><br />
<i>Than a fading star.....</i><br />
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The above lines are attributed to Beatrice in reference to her character depiction in Dante's The Divine Comedy.<br />
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Beatrice has been the subject of Dante's Platonic Love and ideation and had been modelled in many of his works including Dante's La Vita Nuova and The Divine Comedy with significant references in Paradiso and Purgatorio Cantos where she serves as a guide, an incarnation of beatific love as her name implies, taking over Virgil (Dante's companion in Purgatorio) thereby leading Dante through the pathway to heaven or the beatific vision.<br />
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The Hollow Men marks the end of Eliot's Inferno post The Waste Land leading towards Purgatorio in Ash Wednesday.<br />
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<i>Let me be no nearer...........</i><br />
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<i>Behaving as the wind behaves</i><br />
<i>No nearer.........</i><br />
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<i>Not that last meeting place.........</i><br />
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<i>........The eyes are not here</i><br />
<i>There are no eyes here</i><br />
<i>In this valley of dying stars</i><br />
<i>In this hollow valley</i><br />
<i>This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms</i><br />
<i>Sightless, unless </i><br />
<i>The eyes reappear</i><br />
<i>As the perpetual star</i><br />
<i>Multifoliate rose......</i><br />
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<i>The only hope of empty men.....</i><br />
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OTHER REFERENCES - THE MYTH OF THE FISHER KING<br />
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The myth of the fisher king sprung from the roots of Celtic mythology. Among the King Arthurian legends the myth of the fisher king is associated with the Grail Legend along with arrival of Percival as the healer knight accompanied by Sir Galahad and Sir Bors.<br />
In mythology, the fisher king is depicted as the forebearer or the keeper of the Holy Grail, who loses his potency by a inflicted injury. His impotence brings forth infertility in his kingdom, thus forcing him to strive on fishing in the river of his Corbenic castle until a magician, healer or a knight arrives in his land to cure him of the inflicted wound.<br />
In other versions of the myth, the wounded king appears to be the father while the task of fishing is undertaken by the son who is entitled as the fisher king. This account is echoed many times through the mythos of T.S. Eliot's The Waste Land.<br />
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THE GUY FAWKES MYTH<br />
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<i>This is the way the world ends </i><br />
<i>This is the way the world ends</i><br />
<i>This is the way the world ends </i><br />
<i>Not with a bang but with a whimper.</i><br />
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Celebrated on November 5th every year, the Guy Fawkes Day or rather the Guy Fawkes Night commemorates the failure of the Gunpowder plot of 1605 involving England's House Of Parliament capturing Fawkes a failed revolutionary and an arsonist. Ever since, the event is celebrated every year by lighting ritual bonfires setting ablaze straw man effigies of Fawkes as a mark of victory over conspiracy.<br />
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THE IRONIC JUXTAPOSITION<br />
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Eliot uses the imagery of an ironic juxtaposition of the hollow men and the children at play. The loss of innocence and the worship of false Gods. Dancing around the prickly pear, metaphors the loss of faith and childhood memories.<br />
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<i>Here the stone images are raised </i><br />
<i>Here they receive</i><br />
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<i>................Here we go around the prickly pear </i><br />
<i>Prickly pear prickly pear</i><br />
<i>Here we go around the prickly pear</i><br />
<i>At five o clock in the morning.............</i><br />
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<i>In this last of meeting places</i><br />
<i>We grope together and avoid speech</i><br />
<i>Gathered on this beach of the tumid river</i><br />
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-T.S.Eliot<br />
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JIM MORRISON'S WILDERNESS<br />
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Repent<br />
None of the old Things worked......<br />
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Stained eyes<br />
You see time fly<br />
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The face changes as the heart beats<br />
& breathes<br />
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We are not constant<br />
We are an arrow in flight<br />
The sum of the angles of change<br />
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An angel runs<br />
Thru the sudden light<br />
Thru the room<br />
A ghost precedes us<br />
Shadow follows us<br />
And each time we stop<br />
We fall<br />
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THE END OF THE DREAM</div>
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The end of the dream<br />
will be<br />
When it matters<br />
<br />
All things lie<br />
Buddha will forgive me<br />
Buddha will<br />
<br />
<br />
I can forgive<br />
my injuries<br />
in the name of<br />
Wisdom<br />
Luxury<br />
Romance<br />
<br />
Sentence upon sentence<br />
Words are healing<br />
<br />
Words got me the wound<br />
& will get me well<br />
<br />
If you believe it<br />
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- Jim Morrison<br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-53757091133775013322014-05-19T16:10:00.001-07:002014-05-19T16:10:06.644-07:00A Year Of Cosmic Love & Fulfillment- Celebrating The Maiden Year Of Psychedelic Sutra: Jim Morrison & Monalisa<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
"<i>Le coeur a ses raisons, que la raison ne connait point........"</i><br />
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<i>"The heart has its reasons, which reason does not know......."</i></div>
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-<i>Blaise Pascal</i><br />
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<tr><td><i>Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed</i></td><td align="right" valign="top"></td></tr>
<tr><td><i> Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;</i></td><td align="right" valign="top"></td></tr>
<tr><td><i>And, happy melodist, unwearièd, </i></td><td align="right" valign="top"><br /></td></tr>
<tr><td><i> For ever piping songs for ever new;</i></td><td align="right" valign="top"></td></tr>
<tr><td><i>More happy love! more happy, happy love! </i></td><td align="right" valign="top"><i> </i></td></tr>
<tr><td><i> For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd,</i></td><td align="right" valign="top"></td></tr>
<tr><td><i> For ever panting, and for ever young;</i></td><td align="right" valign="top"></td></tr>
<tr><td><i>All breathing human passion far above,</i></td><td align="right" valign="top"></td></tr>
<tr><td><i> That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd,</i></td><td align="right" valign="top"></td></tr>
<tr><td><i> A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.</i></td><td align="right" valign="top"><i> </i></td></tr>
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<i><br /></i><i> - John Keats, Ode On A Grecian Urn</i><br />
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<i>"For years i had awaited this dewy mist trickling from my eyes........"</i><br />
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<i> - Monalisa</i><br />
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It has been a year now since the inception of this blog......with its viewers all over the globe i feel elated at being able to communicate the truth unveiled by the relentless faith, devotion and most importantly love as Jim puts it, to bring forth among the world the REAL JIM MORRISON yet unknown to people....i hope my words echo in your hearts......\<br />
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TRANSCENDING RATIONALITY ENTERING HYPER REALITY<br />
<i style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">To have just come wondering</i><br />
<i style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">if the world is real</i><br />
<i style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">it's </i><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>sick to see the shape she's </i></span></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>made of</i></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>What wandering </i></span></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>lunacy have we soft created?</i></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Certain no one meant it</i></span></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>sure someone started</i></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Where is he?</i></span></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Where is he or it when</i></span></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i> we need her?</i></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Where are you?</i></span></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>In a flower?</i></span></span><br />
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</i></span></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>To have just been born</i></span></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i> for beauty & see sadness</i></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>What is this frail sickness?</i></span></span> <br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Plato hath expelled the poets since they instilled irrational emotions and fervour in people, reviving itself through Aristotle's In Defence Of Poesy - the irrationality of the Hyper Real comes alive through the words of what i call poetic Possibilities, since every word uttered in spacetime lattice bears an involuted potentia of physical manifestation or else the choice of remaining as a wave form in accordance to the quantum theory. Hence, poesy finds its complete orchestration, its self enactment in this world play as moving to and fro across the bubbles of higher existence. -Monalisa</span> </blockquote>
HERE I PRESENT A JUXTAPOSITION OF TWO DISTINCTLY DIFFERENT POETIC FORMS UNIFIED THRU HYPER REALISM<br />
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The following verses are tsaken from John Keats Ode To A Nightingale and Jim Morrison's Wilderness.....<br />
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<i style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: right;"> It was the greatest night of my life</i><br />
<i style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: right;">Although i still had not found a wife</i><br />
<i style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: right;">I had my friends right there beside me</i><br />
<pre><i style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: right;">Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleedin</i><br />
<i style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: right;">Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind</i><br />
<i style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: right;">We scaled the wall</i><br />
<i style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: right;">We tripped thru the graveyard</i><br />
<i style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: right;">Ancient shapes were all around us</i><br />
<i style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: right;">No music but the wet grass</i><br />
<i style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: right;">felt fresh beside the fog.</i><br />
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<i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 11pt;">"The weariness</span></i><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif;">, the fever, </span></i><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif;">and the fret </span></i><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, serif; font-style: italic;">Here, where men sit and hear</span> <i><span style="font-family: Times, serif;">each other groan;</span></i><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, serif; font-style: italic;">Where palsy</span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif;">shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs, </span></i><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, serif; font-style: italic;">Where youth</span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif;">grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies; </span></i><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, serif; font-style: italic;">Where but to think is to be</span> <i><span style="font-family: Times, serif;">full of sorrow </span></i><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, serif; font-style: italic;">And</span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif;">leaden-eyed despairs, </span></i><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, serif; font-style: italic;">Where Beauty</span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif;">cannot keep her lustrous </span></i><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif;">eyes, </span></i><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, serif; font-style: italic;">Or new Love pine at them beyond</span> <i><span style="font-family: Times, serif;">to-morrow</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, serif;">Away! away! </span></i><i><span style="font-family: Times, serif;">for I will fly to thee........"</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif;">Tis not </span></i><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif;">through envy of thy happy lot </span></i><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, serif; font-style: italic;">But being too</span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif;">happy in thine happiness,— </span></i><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, serif; font-style: italic;">In some</span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif;">melodious plot </span></i><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, serif; font-style: italic;">Of beechen</span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif;">green, and shadows </span></i><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif;">numberless, </span></i><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, serif; font-style: italic;">Singest of</span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Times, serif;">summer in full-throated ease."</span></i><br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-59396502821627997832014-04-30T13:38:00.001-07:002014-04-30T14:02:13.790-07:00The Archetypes Of Beauty: Plato, Carl Jung & Joseph Campbell The Poet As Its Beholder:Jim Morrison's Coming In The Present World<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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We live, We die & death NOT ends it......<br />
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THE CONNECTORS<br />
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What is Connection?<br />
When two motions, thought to be infinite & mutually exclusive, meet at a moment<br />
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Time does not exist.<br />
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THE ROLE OF POETICS & BEAUTY<br />
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Poetry in its innate form holds the highest potential of human expression and imagination. It could be defined as the medium to attain emotive perfection, a Cathartic purgation and over all an immaculate sense of cosmic harmony. As the notes on a guitar string or the keys of a piano that brings forth music to the ears, poetry and its rhythmic or non rhythmic words brings forth life to the soul. As Human existence would be meaningless in the absence of a Cosmic poet whom we address as the Divine creator or a Master architect similarly poetics in itself finds its highest recognition through the perception of beauty..... Deriving its flow through an underlying sense of beauty as its vortex point, thereby opening up all possibilities and potentialities within itself.<br />
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UNDERSTANDING ARCHETYPES<br />
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Referrenced from the Jungian archetypes and the collective Unconscious to Arnold Von Geppe's Rites du passages including a detailed study of Frazer's Golden Bough to Ethnography and folklore alongwith influences from James Joyce's Ulysses and Finnegan's Wake comes forth Joseph Campbell's The Hero With A Thousand Faces enriched with the concept of monomyth a term borrowed from Joyce's Finnegan's Wake. Dealing with mythological accounts dating back to centuries across distant historical places weaving forth an inspirational journey,an adventure,a psychological insight and a spiritual quest that leads to A Becoming.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; line-height: 23px;">"A hero ventures forth from the world of common day into a region of </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; line-height: 23px;">supernatural wonder: fabulous forces are there encountered and a decisive victory is won: the hero comes back from this mysterious adventure with the power to bestow boons on his fellow man."</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 23px;">"Freedom to pass back and forth across the world division, from the perspective of the apparitions of time to that of the causal deep and back—not contaminating the principles of the one with those of the other, yet permitting the mind to know the one by virtue of the other—is the talent of the master. The Cosmic Dancer, declares Nietzsche, does not rest heavily in a single spot, but gaily, lightly, turns and leaps from one position to another. It is possible to speak from only one point at a time, but that does not invalidate the insights of the rest. The individual, through prolonged psychological disciplines, gives up completely all attachment to his personal limitations, idiosyncrasies, hopes and fears, no longer resists the self-annihilation that is prerequisite to rebirth in the realization of truth, and so becomes ripe, at last, for the great at-one-ment. His personal ambitions being totally dissolved, he no longer tries to live but willingly relaxes to whatever may come to pass in him; he becomes, that is to say, an anonymity."</span><br />
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THE PLATONIC THEORY OF FORMS & IDEALS<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; line-height: 23px;"> </span>Plato's the theory of ideas or the theory of Forms serves as a testimony for the existence of archetypes. According to the Platonic Ideation the real world which we sense is nothing more than a mere emulation or imitation of the reality which transcends us. The Platonic forms are in every sense real and more fundamental than the outer physical world of human imperfection which is born out of mimicking the Ideal Forms.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As Plato writes in his defence against Heraclitus' s concept of nothingness and flux in which there are no things to be known as they exist in a state of constant flux or flow and are ever changing whereas Platonic Ideals are unchangeable fundamental Forms...</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 23px;">"But if the very nature of knowledge changes, at the time when the change occurs there will be no knowledge, and, according to this view, there will be no one to know and nothing to be known: but if that which knows and that which is known exist ever, and the beautiful and the good and every other thing also exist, then I do not think that they can resemble a process of flux, as we were just now supposing.</span><br />
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- Plato, Timaeus.<br />
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PLATO'S ALLEGORY OF THE CAVE<br />
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JUNGIAN ARCHETYPES OF THE UNCONSCIOUS<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; line-height: 23px;"> "The archetype is the introspectively recognizable form of </span><i style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #252525; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">a priori</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; line-height: 23px;"> psychic orderedness".</span></span><br />
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Termed as The Primordial Images by Jung borrowing from Swiss Historian Jacob Burckehardt, which he later developed to " The Dominants Of The Collective Unconscious" in 1917 finally using the term Archetypes in his 1919 essay ' Instinct And The Unconscious. As according to Jung, Archetypes are archaic universal patterns embedded in the deep layers of our unconscious mind transforming themselves when entering consciousness into certain idealistic forms or notions based upon our culture and upbringing. Hence, archetypes are subjective images of the Ideal latent in the collective unconsious. Thus, archetypal forms are often associated with Heroic forms as the Ideal Lover, Warrior, King, etc as discussesd in The Hero With A Thousand Faces . Whereas Jung's interpretation of archetypes goes beyond stereotypes to even realistic notions such the archetypes of Mother, Father, the Child, the Hermit or the wise old man, the Trickster, along with archetypal motifs such as the Apocalypse, Exodus, Deluge, or the Judgement Day.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Archetypes are essential form constructs of the unconsious lacking solidity and are more superfluous and ambiguous moreover a fuzzy ideation of some principles, they are metamorphosed into something more real and solid only once they find representation in the outer world or are manifested through art, music or poetics...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Rejecting the Tabula Rasa, Jung concludes that individuals are not born as empty systems which generate meaning and interpretations only through the interaction with the outer world. On the contrary, they at birth bear the psychic imprints of the archetypes predestined for them determining their behaviour, choices and preferences.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jungian Archetypes are based on a detailed study of Kantian forms, Platonic Ideas and Schopenhaeur's Prototypes. The Unus Mundus as Jung puts it, to describe the unified consciousness and a unitary nature underlying all phenomena including not only the human psyche and the collective unconscious but all matter and energy, influencing Nobel Lauréate Wolfgang Pauli and Astronomer Johannes Kepler as they held in following truth....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The absence of inert meaning and its abstract nature makes Archetypes a psychic embodiment of a higher truth and a underlying greater universal order.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ending with the lines of Campbell.....</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; line-height: 23px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"The hero is the champion of things becoming, not of things become, because he is. 'Before Abraham was, I AM.' He does not mistake apparent changelessness in time for the permanence of Being, nor is he fearful of the next moment (or of the 'other thing'), as destroying the permanent with its change. 'Nothing retains its own form; but Nature, the greater renewer, ever makes up forms from forms. Be sure there's nothing perishes in the whole universe; it does but vary and renew its form.' Thus the next moment is permitted to come to pass."</span></span></div>
M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-77192558054898839692014-04-20T21:12:00.001-07:002014-04-25T11:55:27.712-07:00From The Romantics To The Natural Cycle Jim Morrison & Archetypes of the Unconscious<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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"The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity...some scarce see Nature at all. But, to the eyes of the man of imagination. Nature is imagination itself."<br />
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"To see a World in grain of sand<br />
A Heaven in a wild flower,<br />
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand<br />
And Eternity in an hour."<br />
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- William Blake, Auguries of Innocence<br />
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DA VINCI'S VITRUVIAN MAN<br />
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Similarly, in the members of a temple there ought to be the greatest harmony in the symmetrical relations of the different parts to the general magnitude of the whole." </div>
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- Vitruvius, De Architectura (The Ten Books On Architecture) Book III Chapter I "On Symmetry: In Temples And In The Human Body."</div>
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Vitruvius believed in the human form as the ideal manifestation of nature providing the perfect proportions for the Classical architectural orders. Da Vinci's above sketch was in honour of the master architect. An epitome of depicting the micro-cosmic significance through the human body in reference to the macro-cosmic workings of the Cosmos can be traced to the underlying presence of a Divine symmetry or a Cosmic harmony so profound yet so subtle which entangles itself expressing through all forms of nature and life.</div>
Jim's presence can be felt from the following lines. The first consecutive lines Not to touch the Earth - Not to see the sun is taken from one of his favourite book Frazer's The Golden Bough<br />
And are titles of its sub chapters...<br />
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Not To Touch the Earth<br />
Not to see the sun<br />
Nothing left to do<br />
But run run run<br />
Let's run<br />
Let's run<br />
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The house upon the hill<br />
Moon is lying still<br />
Shadows of the trees<br />
Witnessing the wild breeze.....<br />
Run with me<br />
Let's run<br />
Run with me<br />
Run with me<br />
Run with me<br />
Let's run<br />
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.......We should see the gates by morning<br />
We should be inside evening...<br />
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Sun sun sun<br />
Burn burn burn<br />
Moon moon moon<br />
I will get you soon soon soon<br />
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Another Jim's favourite..........<br />
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"Tyger! Tyger! Burning bright<br />
In the forests of the night,<br />
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-William Blake, Songs Of Experience<br />
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THE FIBONACCI RESONANCE<br />
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The Fibonacci sequence in mathematical terms is derived following the integer sequence, starting from 0 or 1 it continues adding the two consecutive numbers deriving the third for example ( 0+1=1; 1+1=2; 1+2=3; 2+3=5; 3+5=8; 8+13=24;.....) resulting in the following sequence<br />
0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 24.......<br />
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The most intriguing and interesting presence of the Fibonacci sequence can be found in nature itself. As the Law of Nature binds itself within the resonance of the Fibonacci, sprouting from a leaf to 2 leaves then to 3 to 5 to 8 to 13 to 24....so on. From the petals of a yellow chamomile to an unfurling fern, from shells to earthworms and from a spiral galaxy to the human form all bear the Fibonacci number. Mysterious as it can be, nature sure knows its miracles......as Adolf Zeisig puts forth<br />
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<b>“</b>in which is contained the ground-principle of all formative striving for beauty and completeness in the realms of both nature and art, and which permeates, as a paramount spiritual ideal, all structures, forms and proportions, whether cosmic or individual, organic or inorganic, acoustic or optical; which finds its fullest realization, however, in the human form.”</div>
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THE GOLDEN RATIO OR THE DIVINE PROPORTION<br />
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Above image showing the Fibonacci symmetry in a pink daisy.<br />
The Divine Section or Sectio Divina in Latin or Sectio Aurea is the golden ratio occurs when two quantities share the same ratio as to the sum of both quantities shares to the larger quantity. For example if a> b then a:b=a+b:a that leads the mathematical calculation to the<br />
Greek constant phi <span style="color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"> </span><span style="color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 23px;">φ</span><span style="color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"> </span>=1+square root of 5/ 2= 1.6180339887....<br />
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Architects and Artists like Le Corbusier or Dali used the golden section forming the golden rectangle to achieve artistic and aesthetic perfection<br />
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IN ART & AESTHETICS<br />
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The Sacrament of the Last Supper by Dali also highlights the use of the Golden ratio. Inspired by Matila Ghyka (a Romanian Poet,Mathematician, Diplomat and Philosopher) Dali uses his canvas as a dodecahedron background with the sides and edges forming the golden ratio as depicted below.<br />
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IN MUSIC<br />
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Debussy's Reflets dans l'eau (Réflections in water) uses keys in the Fibonacci integer sequence of 38, 21, 13, 8 respectively with its musical climax reaching the phi or the Golden Ratio.<br />
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THE GOLDEN AND FIBONACCI SPIRALS<br />
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The spiral nebulae or Mollusks shells all grow to form the Golden spirals which are logarithmic in nature with their growth factor phi or the golden ratio. Hence when these structures be it spiralling galaxies or conch shells grow outward further from thee central point they make an unique sequence of the phi or the golden ratio to every quarter of their turn. Thus creating one of the most immaculate beautiful patterns in nature.<br />
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VESICA PISCIS THE MOTHER EARTH<br />
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Sketch by Walter Russell, an American polymath.<br />
Mandorla in Italian meaning the Almond and Vesica Piscis in Latin meaning the bladder of a fish is a very ancient esoteric sacred geometric symbol consisting of a pattern formed by two intersecting circles of the same radius adjoining at the perimeters with its circumferences passing through the center of the other circle forming an almond shape within. Since antiquity it has been associated with feminine forces of the World Mother, Mother Nature or the Mother Earth due to its nestling, nurture, fertility and protective aspects as all things are born and grow from the Mother.<br />
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The use of the Vesica shape can be traced back to antiquity as depicted below in a Manuscript Evangelistar Von Speyer Um 1220 in Badische Landesbibliothek Karlsruhe Germany Circa 1220 showing Christ in a Vesica shape surrounded by the four Evangelists represented by the four animal figures.<br />
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THE GOLDEN RATIO IN THE QUANTUM WORLD (Excerpts from an article released by Helmholtz Association Of German Research Centers)<br />
HIDDEN SYMMETRY FOUND FOR THE FIRST TIME IN SOLID STATE MATTER<br />
In 2010, the Helmholtz Z Berlin Fur Materlien in association with Oxford and Bristol Universities and also Rutherford Appleton Laboratories found a discovery startling the world of science as we know it....<br />
The quantum world detected for the first time a nano-scale hidden symmetry latent in the atomic structure of a cobalt niobate. This magnetic material was pushed to a quantum state of Uncertainty employing Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle and the results were baffling human understanding...<br />
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<span style="color: black;">By tuning the system and artificially introducing more quantum uncertainty the researchers observed that the chain of atoms acts like a nanoscale guitar string. Dr. Radu Coldea from Oxford University, who is the principal author of the paper and drove the international project from its inception a decade ago until the present, explains: "Here the tension comes from the interaction between spins causing them to magnetically resonate. For these interactions we found a series (scale) of resonant notes: The first two notes show a perfect relationship with each other. Their frequencies (pitch) are in the ratio of 1.618…, which is the golden ratio famous from art and architecture." Radu Coldea is convinced that this is no coincidence. "It reflects a beautiful property of the quantum system – a hidden symmetry. Actually quite a special one called E8 by mathematicians, and this is its first observation in a material", he explains.</span></span><br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-26810414523548725362014-04-16T07:22:00.002-07:002014-04-16T07:22:48.697-07:00The Cosmic Distance Ladder & A Union - Jim Morrison, Hubble's Law, The Birth Of A Creation<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A STRANGE UNIVERSE....<br />
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STRANGE DAYS ALBUM COVER 1967<br />
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When you're strange Faces come out of the rain<br />
When you're strange<br />
No one remembers you're name When you're strange<br />
When you're strange<br />
When you're strange<br />
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-Jim Morrison (Strange Days)<br />
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The ball appears greenish (blueshifting) when approaching the observer and changes to orange (redshifting) when moving away turning yellow when it stops motion showing the Doppler Effect<br />
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WAVE THEORIES<br />
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The Doppler Effect examines the change in wavelengths due to the motion of a source which can be best explained by a vehicle (automobile) or a siren sound increasing on approach then decreasing when receding away fom the observer or simply by the example of nature when the motion of swan creats a Doppler Effect around it.<br />
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The Doppler Effect states that when a source of light or luminosity moves away (farther) from an observer a Redshift occurs (z> 0) whereas when an object of light or luminosity moves towards (closer) the observer a Blueshift occurs (0> z).<br />
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COSMOLOGICAL REDSHIFT<br />
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The Redshift occurs when an electromagnetic radiations increase in wavelengths shifting to the red side of the spectrum. The redder or redness refers to the increase in wavelenth resulting in lower photon energy or lower light emissions and low frequency. Cosmological Redshift is used to determine the expansion rate of the extragalactic space paradigm. Hinting at the EXPONENTIAL EXPANSION of our universe.<br />
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THE COSMIC DISTANCE LADDER<br />
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Also known as the Extragalactic distance scale is an instrumental method employed by astromers for determining the intermediate space or distance between two celestial objects. The method of direct measurement is employed in case of closer objects (i.e. within the range of 1000 parsecs) whereas for further stars and galaxies the method of direct measurement is employed in correlation along with Type La Supernovae, Redshifts and Hubble's law to achieve more accuracy. Other methods employed include the Standard Candle model using the luminosity or photosphrere of known astronomical objects or by using a Supernovae photosphere analogy.<br />
The ladder analogy is used to describe the inability of any one method to determine or calculate intergalactic space or distance. Hence several methods are conjoined like the rungs of a ladder determining distances at different phases from closer to farther, then combining to calculate the total distance.<br />
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The above image depicts The Orphic Egg by Jacob Byrant 1774.<br />
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According to Ancient Greek Orphic traditions, The Orphic Egg or The Cosmic World Egg is created by Aion or Chronos (Time) and Ananke (Necessity).The silver egg coiled by a serpent incubates and bursts to give birth to the Hermaphrodite Primordial God Phanes (derived from the Greek word meaning "I bring to Light") also referred as Protogonos (the First-born) bringing forth the creation along with Nyx (night). Thus, Phanes was heralded as the Primordial god who then passes forth the Royal sceptre to Nyx who in return passes it on to her son Uranos then passing on from Chronos to Zeus who retains it. This Orphic Cosmogenic concept is also referred as Euricapaeus (The birth of Power) or Metis (The birth of thought). The 'Protogonus Theogony' is known through the ancient records of the Derveni Papyrus and also finds mention in the works of the pre-Socratic cosmological and ontological writer Empedocles and among one of the nine cannonical Greek lyric poets Pindar.<br />
IMAGE ON THE RIGHT DEPICTS A 16TH CENTURY SKETCH OF PHANES BY FRANCESCO DE ROSSI<br />
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HIRANYAGARBHA<br />
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Or the Golden Womb, as according to the Vedic creation myths refers to manifesting the physical cosmos. Post destruction or (mahapralay) the cosmos deluded in void and darkness as mentions the Manu Smriti (Manava Dharmasashtra) referring this state as the Unborn, Unmade, Unmanifested, Und<br />
The Matsya Purana then refers to Narayana in the form of Garbhodakshayi Vishnu who enters the golden egg or fetus in order to manifest the cosmos in the void.<br />
Referring to the Supreme Father or the Creator Himself (Swayambhu) entering the Egg or the womb in order to give birth to this material universe and other multiverses. The womb bearer is identified as the one giving birth to the multiverse, thus becoming the Father. The Sankhya philosophy stating the binary forces of Purusha (Masculine) and Prakriti (Feminine) as the forerunners of this creation also ascribe the feminine forces of Prakriti as the fundamental force for the manifestation and evolution of the physical world operating only through the eyes of the Purusha's consciousness ( the Observer).<br />
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GARBODAKSHAYI VISHNU<br />
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Recognises the three supreme manifestations of Vishnu or Narayana as in the form of Mahavishnu or the vortex of the creational energy field, Garbhodakshayi Vishnu or the progenitor of the Cosmic Egg Hiranyagarbha and lastly kshirodakshayi Vishnu the Supersoul Universal Observer disseminated among the individual souls of all life and multiverses sprung from Him.<br />
Garbhodakshayi refers to the one contained in the Golden Womb (Hiranyagarbha) in turn manifesting the physical universe.<br />
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KALEVALA FINNISH TRADITION<br />
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<span style="clear: left; color: black; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;">In accordance to the Finnish national epic Kalevala, the creation came into existence as a diving duck laid The Cosmic Egg at the altar of the virgin goddess of air Ilmatar which in turn formed the different aspects of the cosmological universe giving birth to Vainamoinen who the brought trees and life forms onto the barren world as described in the following translated excerpt</span><br />
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THE KALEVALA BOOK COVER BY ELIAS LONNROT FIRST EDITION CIRCA 1835<br />
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"One egg's lower half transformed<br />
And became the earth below,<br />
And its upper half transmuted<br />
And became the sky above;<br />
From the yolk the sun was made,<br />
Light of day to shine upon us;<br />
From the white the moon was formed,<br />
Light of night to gleam above us;<br />
All the colored brighter bits<br />
Rose to be the stars of heaven<br />
And the darker crumbs changed into<br />
Clouds and cloudlets in the sky."<br />
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THE RIGHT IMAGE DEPICTS A SKETCH OF AN ANCIENT FINNISH HERO AS ETCHED INSIDE THE FRONT COVER OF VOLUME I OF THE KALEVALA ENGLISH TRANSLATION BY JOHN MARTIN CRAWFORD CIRCA 1888<br />
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HUBBLE'S LAW - EXTRAGALACTIC ASTRONOMY<br />
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The Hubble's Law states that recessional velocity of the galaxies increase with their distance farther from the earth, showing the expansion of the universe<br />
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The above creation myths are reborn and resurrect through modern science and Extragalactic astronomy as in 1930s with Edwin Hubble and the Big Bang Theory which points to the expanding universe also predicted by Albert Einstein's General relativity. As according to the modern cosmological model this universe is 13.8 billion years old emerged from a higly gravitational point of singularity referring to the concept of the Cosmic Egg bursting or exploding The Big Bang to form what we call our Universe.....<br />
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THE HYMN<br />
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The following hymn is taken fom Hiranyagarbha Sukta as mentioned in the Rig Veda with translations <br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 23px;">yaḥ prāṇato nimiṣato mahitvaika idrājā jagato babhūva |</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 23px;">ya īśe asya dvipadaścatuṣpadaḥ kasmai devāya haviṣāvidhema ||</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 23px;">yo antarikṣe rajaso vimānaḥ kasmai devāyahaviṣā vidhema ||</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 23px;">yatrādhi sūra udito vibhāti kasmai devāyahaviṣā vidhema ||</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 23px;">āpo ha yada barhatīrviśvamāyana garbhaṃ dadhānājanayantīragnima|</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 23px;">tato devānāṃ samavartatāsurekaḥkasmai devāya haviṣā vidhema ||</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 23px;">yaścidāpo mahinā paryapaśyada dakṣaṃ dadhānājanayantīryajñama |</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 23px;">yo deveṣvadhi deva eka āsīta kasmaidevāya haviṣā vidhema ||</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 23px;">mā no hiṃsījjanitā yaḥ parthivyā yo vā divaṃsatyadharmā jajāna |</span><br />
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In the beginning was the Divinity in his splendour, manifested as the sole Lord of land, skies, water, space and that beneath and He upheld the earth and the heavens.</div>
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It is that who bestows soul-force and vigor, whose guidance all men invoke, the Devas (Demigods) invoke whose shadow is immortal life and death.</div>
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It is that who by His greatness became the One King of the breathing and the seeing, who is the Lord of man and bird and beast.</div>
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It is that through whose glory the snow-clad mountains rose, and the ocean spread with the river, they say. His arms are the quarters of the sky.</div>
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It is that through whom the heaven is strong and the earth firm, who has steadied the light and the sky's vault, and measured out the sphere of clouds in the mid-region.</div>
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It is that to whom heaven and earth, placed in the light by his grace, look up, radiant with the mind while over them the sun, rising, brightly shines.</div>
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<span style="line-height: 1.65;">When the mighty waters came, carrying the universal germ, producing the flame of life, then dwelt there in harmony the One Spirit of the Devas.</span></div>
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It is that xwho in its might surveyed the waters, conferring skill and creating worship - That, the God of gods, the One and only One.</div>
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Mother of the world - may that not destroy us who with Truth as his Law made the heavens and produced waters, vast and beautiful.</div>
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Lord of creation! No one other than thee pervades all these that have come into being.</div>
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May that be ours, for which our prayers rise, may we be masters of many treasures!<br />
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This strange world with Jim alive and breathing yet remains a mystery to ponder upon ....<br />
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Ending with the lines of 'The Crystal Ship' by Jim<br />
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<span style="line-height: 1.65;"> The days are bright & filled with pain</span><br />
Enclose me in your gentle rain<br />
The time you ran was too insane<br />
We'll meet again, We'll meet again<br />
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Oh! Tell me where your freedom lies<br />
The street are fields that never die<br />
Deliver me from the reason why<br />
You'd rather cry, i'd rather fly.....<br />
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........A thousand ways to spend your time<br />
When we get back i'll drop a line........<br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-58743377626085899242014-04-09T06:15:00.002-07:002014-04-25T12:02:40.822-07:00Jim Morrison, David Bohm, A Psychedelic Explosion And A Quantum Exposition- From Buddha's Neti Neti To The Quantum Theory <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
"Whenever we deny something unreal, it is in reference to something real."<br />
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An excerpt from Light My Fire an Autobiography and Biography by Ray Manzarek on Jim....<br />
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"....And he shifted shapes in the sand once again. But this time he was looking for himself. No more playacting. No more character adapting. And straight as an arrow, this was going to have to be the real Jim Morrison. And, Lord, he was shy.<br />
I continued encouraging him, "Its just you and me here and im not gonna judge your singing voice, i just wanna hear your words, and you know, what you've in your head." And then softly, "Go ahead Jim."<br />
That seemed to work. Emboldened he got up on his knees, faced me and dug his hands in the sand. He came up with two handfuls and began to squeeze real tight and the sand started streaming out between his fingers i saw these rivulets of sand this waterfall of sand coming out of his hand like the Yogic Master Sai Baba and he said, "Okay Here is the one i have . Its called Moonlight Drive." And he closed his eyes and began singing sand still streaming, and i heard those words for the first time......"<br />
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BUDDHA'S NETI - NETI (TRANSCENDENTAL APHOPHATICISM)<br />
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Coming from the word Buddh meaning ' to awake' Buddha or the Awakened One (Tathagata) transcends the equivocation and conceals of Maya (illusion) operating through the play of Samsara (the world game) leads to the eternal state of Mahaparinirvana. This attainment of Nirvana is possible by adopting Neti Neti way (the path of negation) and transcendental aphophaticism - transcendence through negation.<br />
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In the fourteen unanswerable questions based on atta or the self/soul, Brahma the existence or non existence of God, the origin of the universe and life beyond death. Buddha expresses that an answer or a position (Vaccha) is something disposed by a Tathagata or a Buddha as it bears no relevance in the pursuit of nirvana. Hence Buddha remains silent unanswering the questions<br />
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SHANKARACHARYA'S ADVAITA VEDANTA<br />
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Advaita Vedanta or Jyana Yoga (the way of knowledge) seeks to attain Divinity or wisdom (Prajna) through the path of Negation, as one can know God by knowing what is not God. The Brahman is acquired by understanding the non Brahman through the de-arrangement of senses and shutting one's rationalizing reason and turning inwards to the Self.<br />
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The Brahman is Nirguna non descriptive beyond what the mind can think . The Taittiriya hymn of the Krishna Yajurveda also mentioned in the Vishnu Purana states Brahman as a plane "where the mind does not reach."<br />
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As the verse III of the Brahma Sutra states<br />
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"Whenever we deny something unreal, it is in reference to something real."<br />
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The Brhadaranyaka Upanishad mentions the concept of Neti Neti search as an important tool for self realisation and knowledge of the Self as the real Brahman integrated to the macrocosmic universe and the microcosmic senses for its own self conscious-bliss (Ananda) explaining the non dual unified nature of the Brahman the Absolute Whole or the Universal One.<br />
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AVADHUTA GITA<br />
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Tattvamasyadivakyena svatma hi pradipadita<br />
Neti neti srutirbruyadan ta pancabhauticam<br />
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Translation of the above sloka : By the words "Thou Art That" one's own self is realised whereas for all else composed of elementary matter the sruti disposes as Neti Neti (Not This Not This).<br />
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Sung by Lord Dattatreya the trinity incarnate avadhuta himself - a mystic beyond egoistic thoughts self emmersed in the esctasy of Pure Consciousness reveals the immense and ultimate nature of the Brahman through this excerpt written by his two disciples Swami and Kartika. Comprising eight chapters it breathes onto the Lifebreath (Prana Vayu) of the Mahabhuta the four great elements forming matter. Based on the Non dualism of Advaita Vedanta it bringsforth from tantra to Ishvara from Svabhabha the attainment of Brahman or flowering of the Buddha Nature in Dzogchen as Gotra to Sahaja (simplicity) and Amrita (Ambroisia) culminating as The Nectar of Naturalness Sahaja Am Itam.<br />
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VIA NEGATIVA THE APOPHATIC THEOLOGY<br />
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Coming from the Greek word Apophemi meaning denial or negation and Via Negativa in Latin stands for the Western Negative Theology Or the Negative Way where one seeks God through the path of denial. Contrary to Cataphasis, it aims at understanding the transcendental and all pervading nature of the Creator (God) deeming it beyond human understanding and rationalizing, as human thought processes are too meager and underdeveloped to comphrehend the lofty yet simple nature of the Lord beyond His creation. The Cataphatic theology rather descriptive in nature hails the Divine qualities and attributes associated with Divinity failing to describe the Divine directly which can be achieved only through aphophasis and self introspection.<br />
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As according to John Scotus Erigena, a 9th century Western Theologian-<br />
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"We do not know what God is. God Himself does not know what He is because He is not anything. Literally God is not, because He transcends being."<br />
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IN GREEK PHILOSOPHY<br />
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The Aphophatic theology can be traced by to Hesiod's Theogony where Chaos is centered as the birthplace of the primordial deities Eros, Gaia (Earth) and who later gave birth to Erebus (darkness) and Nyx (Night).<br />
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During Neoplatonism Plotinus heralded aphophasis as the medium of knowing the Unknown. As in Enneads, Plotinus writes "Our thoughts cannot grasp the One as long as any other image remain active in the soul... To this end, you must set free your soul from all outward things and turn within yourself, with no more leaning to what lies outside, and lay your mind bare of ideal forms, as before of the objects of sense, and even forget yourself, and so come within the sight of that One."<br />
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TAOISM<br />
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In the first statement of Tao Te Ching of the Chinese Taoist tradition is : The way or Tao that can be described is not the tao or the True Tao, hence Tao or the way is indescribable.<br />
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JEWISH PHILOSOPHY JUDAISM TZIMTZUM<br />
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In Jewish traditions, the Divine creator as referred in the book of Genesis pervades His creation and creates this conceptual space and indecribability for the sustainance of the physical world according to the principles of Tzimtzum later as explained by a Jewish medieval philosophical thinker Maimonides. As he writes:<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 20px;">"God's existence is absolute and it includes no composition and we comprehend only the fact that He exists, not His essence. Consequently it is a false assumption to hold that He has any positive attribute.</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 20px;">.. still less has He accidents (מקרה), which could be described by an attribute. Hence it is clear that He has no positive attribute however , the negative attributes are necessary to direct the mind to the truths which we must believe... When we say of this being, that it exists, we mean that its non-existence is impossible</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">— its </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 20px;">existence is not due to any cause; it has power, wisdom, and will — it is not feeble or ignorant; He is One </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 20px;">— there are not more Gods than one… Every attribute predicated of God denotes either the quality of an action, or, when the attribute is intended to convey some idea of the Divine Being itself — and not of His actions — the negation</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"> of the opposite</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', Arial, 'Liberation Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">. "</span><br />
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THE QUANTUM THEORY DAVID BOHM<br />
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The birth of Quantum physics marked a breakthrough in the World of Science. This new approach and a new analysis of our material universe startled our understanding of what we called solid reality. The Quantum Theory written in 1951 was well received by others including Albert Einstein himself. The double slit experiment showing the Aharonov-Bohm Effect in which an electron passes through the two slits on a wooden planck hitting the screen across creating an interference pattern as produced by waves when NOT observed (similar results were concludive in case of photons), but the most baffling dichotomy was discovered when the electron instantaneously and intelligently changed its behaviour passing through only one slit creating a particle form upon Observation. This dichotomous nature of electrons that comprise all forms matter gives an absurdly incomprehensible nature of our physical universe. Thus alluding to the holographic nature of our reality confirming the essential presence of a Universal Observer 'collapsing the wave function' thereby manifesting wave forms to physical matter.<br />
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THE IMPLICATE AND EXPLICATE ORDER<br />
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Beyond the old Cartesian model of mere physical and mental existence, David Bohm's theory of the implicate and explicate order presents two alternate perpective of realit as we see arising or projecting itself from different layers or planes more like a hologram in which all the underlying plates bear or contain the image projected by it .<br />
The implicate order represents the Enfolded plane beyond human comprehension in which encoded unfolds the explicate order or the Unfolded plane which we perceive as solid reality.<br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-23041907677327229652014-03-25T15:26:00.000-07:002014-03-25T15:45:52.846-07:00Decoding Philosophy - Jim Morrison & The Triumph Of Poetics, Faith & Music <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>"Cogito</i> <i>Erlo</i> <i>Sum - I think therefore I am" </i><br />
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<i>"The two operations of our understanding, intuition and deduction, on which alone we have said we must rely for the acquisition of knowledge" </i>said Rene Descartes.<br />
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<i>"The most thought provoking thing in our thought provoking time is that we are still not thinking."</i><br />
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<i>"Was heisst denken? What is called thinking?"</i><br />
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Thus, Philosophy yet remains an unending story, a lingering thought and an unanswered existential question.<br />
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DECODING PHILOSOPHY THROUGH HEIDEGGER<br />
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Philosophy is an essential enquiry, a quest and incessant questioning of the truth that one believes or not believes. This eternal quest of man that provokes thinking, contemplation, introspection, judgement and his final conclusion, is the core of man's philosophical existance, his thought process the birthplace of his ideations and ideologies<br />
Whether its the question of nature and the behaviour of a being or about the being itself.<br />
Martin Heidegger puts it as <i>Dasein</i> ( the being for whom being is a question ) in his magnum opus 'Being and Time' bringing forth an old existential question but with an alternate perpective, thinking otherwise<br />
'Being and Time' explores this primeval search of the self rather than matters surrounding the self, the very origin of the self that is the very question of - what it is to be ? The definition of a being and its experience as a being<br />
how does it feel to be? or<br />
what is the essential feeling of being?<br />
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<i>"Why there is Being at all and not much rather Nothing? That is the question."</i><br />
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Though the above work investigates this alternate theory of 'the being itself' rather than matters concerning the being. It yet remains unfinished, as Heidegger could not complete the second part of book on the Destruktion or deconstruction of philosophy something that I am attempting now through this article to break down to that single fragment of truth that gives existence its very meaning resolves one's questioning and soothes philosophical disposition.<br />
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Away from philosophy, Heidegger now seeks through poetics in his 'Poetry, Language and Thought' emphasizing the role of art and poetics in particular. Making a doorway in the search for truth by turning towards poetry and arts as the embodiment of truth. In the seven part collective refencial study of The Thinker As The Poet, The Origin Of The Work of Art, What Are Poets For?, Building, Dwelling, Thinking, The Thing, Language and lastly "......Poetically Man Dwells......" Delving and discussing in depth the origin, nature, essence and importance of poetics as an artform, as The Thinker As A Poet Commences with the following lines<br />
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"Way and weighing<br />
Style and saying<br />
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Question and default<br />
On your single pathway bound.<br />
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When the early morning light grows quietly above the mountain<br />
The world's darkening never reaches the Light of the Being<br />
We are too late for the gods too early for the Being, Being's poem, just begun, is man<br />
To head toward a star-this only<br />
To think is to confine yourself to a single thought that one day stands still like star in the world's sky."<br />
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TURNING TOWARDS SCHOPENHAUER<br />
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<i>"The world is my representation "</i><br />
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Turning to Schopenhauer man is born with an urge or desire an unsatiated will which he seeks to satisfy contrary to Hegel's concept of Zeitgeist ( der Geist seiner Zeit or the spirit of the time ) which reflected the idea of collective consciousness as a driving force for the individual's choices or actions, Schopenhauer maintained on the individual consciousness or one's self will to live ( Wille zum Leben ) as the force governing his preferences and decisive actions. In his work The World as Will And Representation, he blames the inconsistent human will as the root cause of all suffering and believes in ascetic piety and the wisdom of the Vedas and the Upanishads as the solution in search for truth similar to the sublimation process adopted by Peter Wessel Zappfe, a Norwegian philosopher & successor influenced by his ideation.<br />
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In his search for truth, Schopenhauer gives enormous importance to music as the ultimate embodiment of human will free from plagiarism in its original innate nature. Reigning highest among other artforms, it emancipates the senses appealing to all its partakers or listeners. Hence, dissolving the outward seperatedness unfying oneself with universal consciousness merging the subject and the object into one single unified Whole, as he states the effects of music in the section 34 of The World As Will and Representation-<br />
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<i>"One can thus no longer seperate the perceiver from the perception."</i><br />
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As for Schopenhauer, music is the sole artform that is stated <i>"Pure, will-less, timeless...". </i>It is not subjected to the Principle of Sufficient Grounds rather embodies the human will as individual object based on personal experiences, emotive faculties, talent, a Catharsis, purgation through creation of a muscial composition owing to it pure, timeless, ageless and universal nature.<br />
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Kierkegaard bases his search for truth on faith, theology and individual consciousness as he believes God comes to each individual mysteriously and that one should attempt in establishing a personal and individual relationship with God rather than following a collective faith manipulated by dogmas and dictums. For Kierkegaard truth essentially lies in an absolute unadulterated surrender to God by developing an unperturbed and unflinching faith realising Him from within one's own self as he states,</div>
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<i>"An action in the eternal transforms the individual's existence."</i><br />
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Through constant study and introspection, Kierkegaard negated the Hegelian prospect of mediation and adopted his own individual inference and experience concluded that it is only love towards God which emerges higher than any mediation or logical rational reasoning . Thus, rejecting logic for ethics.<br />
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<i>"The how of truth is </i><i>precisely the truth....."</i><br />
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<i>"There is no work not a single one, not even the best one about which unconditionally dare to say : The one who does it unconditionally demonstrates love by it.</i><br />
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For Kierkegaard, its the aesthetics of poetry, beauty and most importantly love and faith which embodies the truth in its purest form.<br />
<i><br /></i><i>"O, can I really believe the poets when they say that the first time one sees the beloved object he thinks he has seen her long before...</i><br />
<i>That love like all knowledge is recollection,</i><br />
<i>That love in the single individual has its prophecies, its types, its myths, its Old Testament. "</i><br />
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CONCLUSION- DECODING<br />
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The poetics for Heidegger, music for Schopenhauer and the faith for Kiekegaard emerge as self embodiment of the Absolute manifesting itself into different forms expressing its eternal nature through various mediums as introspected and felt by different individuals in their own thought, their own ways in their own ideations in search of the Truth.<br />
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Jim Morrison's personal study of philosophy, his thought patterns, poetic creations, musical compositions and over all unified consciousness makes him the Ideal in the search for Truth.<br />
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Traverse the lines to reach its meaning<br />
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Lines intersect and entwine<br />
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Conjoin their meanings to retrieve the subject<br />
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The subject only reveals itself w/the pure eye...<br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-52732414467957388222014-03-05T04:41:00.000-08:002014-04-25T12:01:53.720-07:00Sacrifice of The Heart And Shedding of The Blood -Jim Morrison & Tears Of The Wrath Bearing Tree<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel. Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they are wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. Its all in how you carry it. That's what matters. Pain is a feeling. You're feelings are a part of you. Your own reality . If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you're letting society destroy you're reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.<br />
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The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can't be any large-scale revolution unless there's a personal revolution. On an individual level. It's got to happen inside first.<br />
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- Jim Morrison<br />
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"Signs are taken for wonders. "We would see a sign":<br />
A Word within a Word, unable to speak a Word<br />
Swaddled in darkness. In the juvescence of the year<br />
Came Christ the tiger."<br />
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The Wrathful aspect of the Divine Creator, is much alluded to the process of metamorphoses. As the peace loving divinity transfigures into a violent figurine in order re -establish faith dissolving ignorance and illusion.<br />
A brief synopsis of the wrath bearing incarnations of the divine can be seen and felt in Hinduism through the Narasimha to the Kalki Avatara whereas in Buddhism, the Herukas and the eight Dharmapalas, representing themselves as the Guardians of Dhamma.<br />
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The mythological significance and necessity of assuming the wrathful form can be better experienced through some selected lines form T.S. Eliot's Gerontion along with few lines from Dante's Inferno.<br />
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"Through me you go to grief wracked city. Through me you go to everlasting pain. Through me you go a pass among lost souls. Justice inspired my Exalted Creator.: I am a creature of the Holiest power & of the Wisdom in the Highest and of primal Love. Nothing was made till I was made. Only eternal beings. And I endure eternally. Abandon all hope-Ye who enter here"<br />
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"I come into a region where is nothing that can give light"<br />
"Let us descend into the blind world"<br />
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"Love insists the Loved ones back."<br />
"Beauty awakens the soul to act."<br />
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HARROWING OF HELL DESCENSUS CHRISTI ED INFEROS THE DESCENT OF CHRIST IN HELL<br />
AS DEPICTED IN THE PETITES HEURES DE JEAN DE BERRY 14TH CENTURY ILLUMINATED MANUSCRIPT COMMISIONED BY JOHN, DUKE OF BERRY<br />
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The beginning six lines bears inscription to the Gate of hell- a metaphorical instance of human life's experience through the passageway of grief and suffering as Dante explains "The path to Paradise begins in hell."<br />
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T.S Eliot's explicit confessions of the decadence crept in the crevices of human society, gives an ideal imagery for the necessity of Salvation as expressed through the Coming of Christ as the tiger figure. As he makes it quiet clear, that the path to mercy and forgiveness has quite outdated itself with the onset of the modern civilization alluding to history as a proof of it. The regeneration of lost cultures and emotive senses .<br />
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"After such knowledge, what forgiveness? Think now<br />
History has many cunning passages, contrived corridors<br />
And issues, deceives with whispering ambitions<br />
Guides us by vanities. Think now<br />
She gives when our attension is distracted<br />
And what she gives, gives with such supple confusions<br />
That the giving famishes the craving. Gives too late<br />
What's not believed in. Or still believed<br />
In memory, reconsidered passion. Gives to soon<br />
Into weak hands, whats thoughts can be dispensed with<br />
Till the refusal propagates a fear. Think<br />
Neither fear nor courage saves us. Unnatural vices<br />
Are fathered by our heroism. Virtues<br />
Are forced upon us by our impudent crimes."<br />
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The reference of 'she gives' is used by Eliot alluding to the Hindu concept of Yogmaya or illusion. As this apparent, make-belief world game is run by the feminine forces of illusion and equivocation where every gain or loss is pre- conceived by the forces of maya which using confusion, contradiction and constrasts and procastination ( ref: Gives too late .......Gives to soon into weak hands ) as its tools to keep alive this world play.<br />
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<b>"These tears are shaken from the wrath bearing tree</b><br />
The tiger springs in the new year. Us he devours<br />
Think at last.<br />
We have not reached any conclusion<br />
When I stiffen in a rented house. Think at last<br />
I have not made this show purposelessly"<br />
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The most iconic and important line referring to the Wrathful aspect of a tree is significant, as a tree which is often signified as a giver of life force is shown converted to a vengeful taker, referring to a symbolical transmutation or role reversal necessary for its functioning as a benefactor to humankind. Whereas the Tears represent Catharsis or Purgatorio.<br />
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"I that was near your heart was moved therefrom<br />
To loose beauty in terror, terror in inquistion<br />
I have lost my passion: why should I need to keep it<br />
Since what is kept must be adulterated<br />
I have lost my sight, smell, hearing, taste and touch.<br />
How should I use it for your closer contact?"<br />
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The above lines conclude to the loss of love and faith along with a subsequent hope of revival of the human emotive senses to a higher truth of existence.<br />
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Jim Morrsion's truthful confessions brings out the true nature of reality and the world along with the everlasting aspiration of human life and pure relations...what it really amounts to....<br />
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A Friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself especially to feel, or not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at any moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to letting a person be what he really is .<br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-49618807849285607532014-02-22T04:06:00.001-08:002014-02-22T04:06:48.968-08:00The Future Is Near When You Touch The Stone - Jim Morrison And The Chintamani <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Chintamani or The Wish-Fulfilling Stone<br />
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<i>"This is the Strangest life I've ever known ...."</i><br />
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<i>"Through the Stars I come. I bring the chalice ( Grail ) covered with the shield. "</i><br />
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Encrypted in Sankrit, the Chintamani stone or the Treasure of the Worlds bears the above emblem. Dark green in appearance, this trapezohedron shaped stone is one of the most revered artifact this earth has ever received. Extra-terrestrial in origin, the stone is believed to be bestowed upon the King Of The Worlds in Shambhala by the residents of a planet orbiting Sirius. The Sirian emissaries blessed this stone with power of creating the Utopian One world civilization (The Great White Brotherhood) full of love, compassion, benevolence and peace.<br />
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SIGNIFICANCE IN FREEMASONRY AND WESTERN ALCHEMY<br />
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The traingular pyramid of 13 steps along with the 13 letters ANNUIT COEPTIS (Latin phrase derived from Virgil's Aeneid meaning- He (God) approves of Our Undertaking ) as well as E PLURIBUS UNUM (on the front seal derived from Virgil's poem Moretum meaning- Among many, the One ) and the All Seeing Eye inscribed on the top depicts the Eye of Providence (the Great Architect of the Universe)or Digitaria the Dwarf star in the Sirius star system. It was a highly revered mystical esoteric symbol of the 18th century Illuminati secret societies, and was later incorporated at the back of the US dollar bill by the Freemasons later adopted and presented by Charles Thomson to the Congress in 1782 under the adminisration of Franklin Roosevelt a noted freemason himself. Sirius has been revered as the Great White Lodge or the The Blazing Star in freemasonry depicting the significance of the lower motto NOVUS ORDO SECLORUM ( meaning the New Order of the Ages) and its role as the establisher of the Great White Brotherhood and a One world civilization. The US seal and 4th of July ( day of US independence ) bears enormous significance to its relationship with the Sirius star system, as Sirius is considered to be in closest alingnment with sun during the first week of July.<br />
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THE PHILOSOPHER'S STONE AS DEPICTED IN MICHAEL MAIER'S ATALANTA FUGIENS EMBLEM 21 CIRCA 1617<br />
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In Western alchemy, the Chintamani stone is often regared as the magical Philosopher's stone possessing the capacity of performing Alchemical miracles of the highest magnitude such as transfiguring all base metals to pure gold along with bestowing its beholder with immense power, authority, spiritual advancement and immortality. "<i>Whoever controls the stone controls the world."</i><br />
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SYNONYMITY WITH THE GRAIL LEGEND<br />
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In Wolfram Von Eschenbach's rendition of the Holy Grail legend Parzival, the Chintamani stone bears resemblance to the alluded Stone of Heaven due to its similar extra-terrestrial origin and Dark green appearance along with its magical alchemical properties of bestowing miracles and even immortality.<br />
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SIGNIFICANCE IN HINDUISM & BUDDHISM<br />
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The Chintamani stone bears its etymological roots to Sankrit Devnagri script as <i>Chinta </i>refers to thought or wish and <i>mani</i> refers to stone, thus naming it the wish or thought fulfilling stone.<br />
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IMAGE DEPICTING KIRTIMUKHA MAKARA AT THE ARCH GATE ENTRANCE IN A HINDU TEMPLE IN KATHMANDU, NEPAL<br />
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In Hinduism, it holds a special place as its story is alluded in <i>yoga Vashistha</i>, it is also believed to be found on the head of Makara or in possession of the Naga King.<br />
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In Buddhist traditions, singing the Dharani<br />
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or speech ritual of the Chintamani attains one the service of the Infinite Supreme by vision of the holy retinue of the Amitabha Buddha, as the stone is associated with different forms of Buddha like the Boddhisattva, Avalokitesvara and Ksitigarbha blessing its beholder with Truth, Wisdom and the Bodhi nature.<br />
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RIGHT IMAGE DEPICTING -AMITABHA BUDDHA IN TRADITIONAL TIBETAN THANGKA<br />
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It is also depicted being carried on the back of Lung-ta or the wind horse in Tibetan prayer flags referring to the Tibetan legend of - ' <i>the steed of happiness' . It </i>is detailed theme in one of the mystic paintings of Nicholas Roerich.<br />
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<i>- </i>LEFT IMAGE IS A PAINTING BY NICHOLAS ROERICH NAMED THE TREASURE OF THE WORLD-CHINTAMANI<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">One of the four relics included a Mani stone with the Tibetan Tara mantra</span><i style="font-family: inherit;"> Om Mani Padme Hum </i><span style="font-family: inherit;">inscribed on it, along with Budhha's bowl probably a singing bowl, which were heralded as the forerunners of Dharma in Tibet. </span><br />
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<i>THE SPIRITUAL QUEST</i><br />
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<i>- A 14TH CENTURY GOREO PAINTING DEPICTING A KSITIGARBHA HOLDING A CHINTAMANI </i><br />
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<i>Nicholas Roerich during 1923-27 </i>was referred to journey back to Shambhala ( the hidden kingdom of Immortal Ascended masters ) to return the received fragment of the stone, post the League Of Nations failure. However, he could reach up till Tashilumpo Monastery in Shigatse, Tibet where he handed over the stone fragment to the head priest Panchen Lama who are over the ages believed, to travel quite often to Shambhala through the underground tunnels connecting the monastery and the hidden kingdom. Roerich had received the Chintamani stone in mysterious circumstances while his stay at the Lord byron hotel on 6th October 1923, when he was handed a courier comprising an ornate casket housing a precious stone fragment send by an French secret society. This casket and the stone can be found depicted in most of his mystic artworks as a haloed chalice. He was bestowed the stone fragment with the objective of fulfilling the Sirian dream of the Utopian One world civilization.<br />
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The stone is believed to be now residing at the King's tower in the heart of Shambhala, until the deemed time comes when the king of World or Maitreya Kalki is bound to descend on earth along with the stone to establish the Aquarian age or the age of Shambhala heralding a new world order.<br />
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<i><br /></i><i>As the Ancient texts say...."When the son of sun descended upon the earth to teach mankind, there fell from the heaven a shield which bore the power of the world."</i><br />
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<i>APHORISMS- Jim Morrison's poetic connections entwined with the vibrations of the Chintamani </i><br />
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<i>Encompassing the reader, the stallion comes on to ride the tide of truth.</i><i> The stone full of mystery & magic......- Monalisa</i><br />
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<i>We race down to the sea.</i><br />
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<i>Standing there on freedom's shore</i><br />
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<i>Waiting for the Sun</i><br />
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<i>Can you feel it</i><br />
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<i>Now that Spring has come</i><br />
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<i>And it's time to live in the scattered sun</i><br />
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<i>Now I tell you this </i><br />
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<i>No Eternal reward will forgive us Now For wasting the Dawn....</i><br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-10135245893605705932014-02-14T10:20:00.000-08:002014-02-14T10:32:54.472-08:00The Golden Lyre ( Adonai ) & The Fire In The Sun ( Satyavan ) : Jim Morrison Coming Back To Eternal Life<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The Golden Lyre symbolism<br />
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-LEFT IMAGE DEPICTING DETAILED ADONIS IN A RED ATTIC FIGURE IN ARYBALLOS SHAPED LEKYTHOS BY AIASON, CIRCA 410BC, LOUVRE<br />
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Adonis as the vegetative god of<br />
Rebirth: The mystic cult of Adonis heralds him as the Eternal youth or the one with immaculate poise and charm. Known to be the supreme beholder of Beauty Adonis derives his name from <i>Adon</i> meaning 'the Lord' and hence bears its etymogical roots to Judaism as <i>Adonai</i> in the Hebrew Bible referring to God in reverence or as in prayer. Related with occultism and mystery religions the legend of Adonis is in detailed literary description in the Book X of the Roman poet Ovid's epic <i>Metamorphoses.</i> The son of <i>Myrrha & Cinyras,</i> his mother<i> </i>turned into a Myrrh tree while <i>Lucina the Epithet for Juno</i> facilitated the childbirth. Adonis was then sheltered and cared as a new born babe by Aphrodite who later handed him over to Persephone, but Adonis chose to stay under Aphrodite's care.<br />
The vegetative cycle of birth & growth, <i>Sparagmos </i>or dismemberment & scattering and then regeneration is characteristic of the Nature deity. This cyclical pattern of reappearance is alluded to the theological and spiritual themes of immortality, ressurection and reincarnation. The annual renewal and ever youthful nature of Adonis embodies the growth cycle of plants or crops. As referenced in Mythography of the late 19th and early 20th century in Frazer's <i>The Golden Bough</i>, the vegetation deity was refered as the Corn Spirit, corn as in the sense meaning grain or crop. Thus symbolically explaining the cyclical process of regrowth and renewal.<br />
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<i>CREATION MYTHS ALLUDED TO VEGETATION GODS: </i>Several creational myths are associated with the cyclical aspect of the Vegetation deities as bearing structural resemblances of the primeval & the primordial body of the deity generating the aspects <i>Cosmos</i> from his own Self as in the Norse myth of Ymir.<br />
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<i>SYNONYMOUS CONNECTIONS: </i>Adonis is synonymous with Eygptian god Osiris in aspects of rebirth,spring and fertility. Alongwith synonymity to Syrian counterpart Gauas or Aos, the Mesopotamian Counterparts Tammuz and Baal,<br />
The Etruscan god Atunis, the Phoenician god Eshmun, the Norse god Baldr and the Aztec god Quetzalcoatl, bear resemblances to Adonis in terms of their regenerative aspects. <i> </i><br />
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THE RIVER ABRAHAM ( NAHR IBRAHIM IN ARABIC ) IN LEBANON<br />
Is one of the claimed sites related to Adonis as it is belived that each Spring it is the blood of Adonis that flows turning red this torrential river as a sign of his subsequent return or Rebirth<br />
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Fire In The Sun symbolism<br />
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Satyavan as the return of the eternal One : The legend of Savitri & Satyavan finds its mention in the Book of The Forest in the Epic legend <i>Mahabharata Markandeya one of the stalwart sages </i>and descendent of the Bhrigu Rishis reciprocates as an answer to the question by the Eldest Pandava brother Yudishthir when he asks to equate another woman comparable to the idealistic virtues of Draupadi. As an answer Markandeya narrates the immortal saga of Savitri and Satyavan The childless king Aswapati and Malavi by the grace of the Sun god Savitr gets bestowed with a divine daughter naming her Savitri on reaching her youth she sets forth to search for her ideal soul mate and thus encounters Satyavan the prince of the blind king Dyumatsena who lives as a forest dweller in exile post loss of his once prosperous kingdom. Satyavan as predicted by Sage Narada is predicted to collapse soon after their marriage hence prohibits Savitri to marry him. But unwithered and strong willed Savitri goes forward to unite with her eternal lover. On the fateful day she accompanies her husband to the woods while Yama comes forth to carry Satyavan to the Underworld, Savitri perplexes him with her logical reasoning, impressed with her Yama eventually submits to her will in appreciation and thereby grants her the life of her husband alongwith the eyesight and lost prosperity of her father-in-law .<br />
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<i>Sri Aurobindo </i>adapts his epic poem in blank verse <i> Savitri based on the above theology from the account of its narration in the Mahabharata</i> as the means for evolution of mankind from its terrestial conscious levels to creating the Gnostic Super race on earth. Satyavan is allegorically implied to mankind struggling for its unison with the Divine. Whereas Savitri is empowered as the all illumined truth being thevdaughter of the heralding Sunlight, the dawn symbolism marks the opening scene representing the onset of the Spiritual quest-" <i>It was the hour before the Gods awake .".....</i> Aswapati represents the lord of the horse or the lord of Tapasya- the one who aspires and achieves the immortal planes within the mortal earthly frame. While Dyumatsena symbolises the lord of the Shining hosts or the Divine blinded by the earthly existence seeking itself through the guidance of the light of truth Savitri. Thus, it displays the immortal tale of the conjugal of lovers overpowering earthly existence culminating themselves in Divine Union as Sri Aurobindo states -<br />
"<i>Love is the yearning of the o</i><i>ne for the One".....</i><br />
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Jim Morrison's Eternal Life, his poetic creations, soul rendering feelings, his love and his emotions, depict the legends of long lost coming back again to Life ...His Second Coming Rebirth ....<br />
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Now Night arrives in her purple legion<br />
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Retire now to your tents & to your dreams<br />
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Tommorow we enter the town of my birth<br />
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I want to be ready .<br />
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The soft parade has now soon begun<br />
Cool pools<br />
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From a tired land<br />
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Sink now<br />
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In the peace of the evening<br />
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For seven years<br />
I dwelt in the loose palace of exile....<br />
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Now again I have come to the land of the fair, & the strong & the wise....<br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-54167944613081099482014-02-04T22:57:00.000-08:002014-02-04T22:57:27.024-08:00Salutation To The Cosmic Mind Jim Morrison And The Brhadaranyaka Upanishad <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
SALUTATION TO THE BRAHMAN SELF ( Hiranyagarbha) THE ONE IDENTIFIED WITH THE COSMIC MIND......<br />
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A piece of music is like a pure expression of joy... Pure like the celebration of existence.....<br />
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Great Creator of being Grant Us<br />
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THE PEACE CHANT<br />
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Om.. That (Brahman) is infinite and this ( Universe) is infinite. The infinite proceeds from the infinite. (Then) taking the infinitude from this infinite (universe) . It remains as the infinite (Brahman) alone.<br />
Om peace! peace! peace!<br />
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-Brhadaranyaka Upanishad<br />
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<i>The head of the sacrificial horse is the dawn.......</i><br />
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Thus, with the <i>Asvamedha (</i> the highest vedic rite of horse sacrifice) commences the Brhadaranyaka Upanishad or the Wilderness Forest of great knowledge....the Sanskrit secret doctrines or the Upanishads are imports of realising the Brahman and the Atman Self . The Brhadaranyaka Upanishad being the greatest of them all, encompasses and gives forth the true identity of the Self while imparting the knowledge of the Brahman ( Brahmavidya).<br />
Comprising of six chapters this Upanishad is divided into three kandas or episodes namely the <i>madhu kanda, Yajnavalkya kanda </i>or <i>muni kanda </i>and the<i> khila kanda.</i><br />
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THE STALWART RHETORICIAN- YAJNAVALKYA<br />
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<i>da...da...da..Datta, Dayadhvam, Damyata....</i><br />
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The three "<i>da</i>"s are the conclusive virtues imparted by sage Yajnavalkya near the end of this Upanishad. Encapsulating the true nature of one's self or the Atman by practising self-sacrifice benevolence, restrain and compassion.<br />
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Yajnavalkya the author of the Brhadaranyaka Upanishad as well as Sukla (white) Yajur Veda bestowed by his master Surya (the Solar God of omniscience) imparts the essence of Jyana or true intellect through the dialogues with his wives Maitreyi, Katayani and the female seer Gargi in the court of king Janaka.<br />
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Revealing the power of inference, perception, seeking, investigation and final contemplation of the Truth.<br />
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THE SOLAR CORONA OF AWAKENING THE EMPOWERED SELF<br />
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INTEGRATION OF THE BRAHMA JYANA AS THE INDIVIDUAL SELF<br />
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The Advaita Vedanta of Sankaracarya agrees to the Brhadaranyaka Upanishad in terms of its Monistic unity and the principle of non-dualism while establishing the Brahman-Atman relationship- as the former being born of the latter attributes to the true cognition of the Infinite and the individual self by recognising the Infinite nature of this seemingly finite cosmos.....<i>Everything exists eternally, as it is born out of eternity........the Brhadaranyaka not only imparts the great knowledge of the cosmic Mind but also equally empowers the individual self .........".Aham Brahmasmi " (I Am the Brahman)</i><br />
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<i>Asato maa sad gamaya</i><br />
<i>Tamaso maa jyotirgamaya</i><br />
<i>Mrityur maa Amrityagamaya</i><br />
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<i>Om shantih ! Shantih! Shantih! </i><br />
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Expose yourself to your deepest fear after then the fear has no power. The fear of freedom shrinks & vanishes. You are free- Jim Morrsion's conscious poetic words themselves represent the power of the Self as the Brahman....<br />
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The opening of the trunk<br />
Moment of inner freedom<br />
When the mind is opened<br />
& the infinite universe revealed<br />
& the soul is left to wander<br />
Dazed & confused<br />
Searching here & there<br />
For teachers & friends.....<br />
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Yoga Powers<br />
To become small or invisible<br />
To become gigantic & reach the farthest things<br />
To place oneself anywhere in space or time<br />
To summon the dead<br />
To exalt the senses & perceive inaccesible images, of events on other worlds<br />
In one's deepest inner mind & in the mind of others<br />
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The world becomes apparently infininte<br />
Yet possibly finite<br />
Image combinations<br />
Permutations comprise this world game<br />
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The Lords. Events happen beyond our knowledge or control. Our lives are being led for us.<br />
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But gradually, special perceptions are being developed...<br />
The idea of the "Lords" is beginning to form in some minds<br />
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I'm coming, wait for me.....<br />
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-Jim Morrison<br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-13923781545179261542014-01-27T21:54:00.000-08:002014-01-27T21:54:12.041-08:00The Primeval And The Primordial Aspect Of Man Lines To Jim .......... (Cosmic Union) -Monalisa<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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THE PRIMEVAL AND THE PRIMORDIAL ASPECT OF MAN AS THE MANIFESTION OF HARI PURUSHA SELF THROUGH THE POETIC WORDS OF JIM MORRISON<br />
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"Art is a vast midland it attempts to rejoin the subject & the object by revealing w/pure eye<br />
Art can suspend the separation between the perceiver & the perceived<br />
Beauty is therefore an absolute rooted in disinterested perception-Objects devoid of all purpose & meaning "<br />
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The sacrophagus of the pure<b> </b>white chaldean<br />
The cradle of the sacrificial fire<br />
Purifying thy soul<br />
At its each human breath<br />
True beauty is the Absolute principle<br />
Partaking this worldly and unworldly bliss<br />
The born and the unborn<br />
Together<br />
Create this cytoplasmic reality<br />
Tactality of illusion<br />
Is also that infinite self<br />
Manifesting itself<br />
On this earthly plane<br />
This frame exists also in higher forms<br />
As higher you can get<br />
The deeper you delve<br />
You find only Him<br />
The adi anadi purusha (The Primeval and the Primordial Man)<br />
Playing with and within himself<br />
He is his self<br />
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- Monalisa Lines to Jim ......... (Cosmic Union)<br />
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Love is the immaculate beauty<br />
Immersed in itself are the tears of pure joy<br />
Picturesque landscape of the creator's eternal vision<br />
Percolates within itself the Divine Decree<br />
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Blossoming of the innocent virgin flowers of the heart<br />
Calling themselves to embrace eternity<br />
Birds hop about in the garden of Far Arden<br />
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The wishes of life ever fulfilled<br />
Trinklets of the fragrant nectarine<br />
Hours of the secret iskes of Dawn's new wisdom<br />
She awaits His arrival in her heart<br />
At Dawn's early kingdom<br />
The king arrives<br />
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Promises of the sweet morning rose<br />
Pale as pink<br />
Of the dewy mists<br />
Encircling the pools<br />
Of silvery waves full of light<br />
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Flakes of snow<br />
Long ago<br />
Are dipping themselves<br />
Over the frozen pine<br />
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All await <br />
Coming of spring<br />
The season of love<br />
The language of bliss<br />
Everlasting youth<br />
Long live this happiness<br />
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<b>Rebirth: A New Born Awakening...Poems Recorded 7th Dec, 2013</b><br />
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<b>Poetry by Jim Morrison</b><br />
<b>Background Music: Blue Sunday, Morrison Hotel, The Doors</b><br />
<b>Creative Concept: Monalisa</b><br />
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<b>A string of images flashed across my mind which I tried to capture in this! As a consequence you have a sudden jump or a discontinous leap into a different world: the world of creative archetypes. The video has images of Jim Morrison from childhood to adolescent years together with paintings of various artists from Paul Klee to van Gogh, Paul Gauguin, Nicholas Roerich and Marc Chagall. </b><br />
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M. Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946725779435534418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536749222436556668.post-81250112726888812662013-12-08T05:29:00.000-08:002013-12-08T05:29:22.565-08:00Lines To Jim....... (Rebirth: A New Born Awakening) -Monalisa<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Both you & I<br />
We fail to recognize the vast multitudes of complexity that rise & surface in our day to day lives<br />
But the probabilities of them remain high in the deepest state of bliss or ignorance<br />
Cause you know what A Divine Spark Can Change Everything in a split Second.....<br />
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A wake!<br />
Shake dreams from your hair<br />
My pretty Child<br />
My Sweet one<br />
Chose the day & the sign of your day<br />
The 1st thing you see<br />
The Day's Divinity<br />
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Hasnt this thought ever struck your mind<br />
That we are far left behind<br />
In this vast expanse of creation<br />
Where birth & love can re appear and immortalize itself in every minute of existence.........<br />
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This the End Beautiful friend the End<br />
This the End<br />
My only friend the End<br />
Of our elaborate plans the End<br />
Of every Thing that stands the End<br />
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Only an Endless sea or a quest<br />
The search for a lost embrace of a loved one<br />
Calling back far home again from<br />
Infinudes<br />
Back to the Worldly spheres<br />
Can only make Eternity a tangible reality<br />
And Patience has its key<br />
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Lost On a Roman Wilderness of pain<br />
& all the children are insane<br />
All the children are insane<br />
Waiting for the summer rain<br />
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We Live forever & Life never ends<br />
Neither on this side nor then<br />
And Along the trail of love<br />
Purpose serves it way<br />
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Riders On the storm<br />
Into this house we'er born<br />
Into this world we'er thrown<br />
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The return of the transfigured<br />
The birth song of the New born Reborn<br />
The Parable Of Endless Love Ever long<br />
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The World on You depends Our lives will never end<br />
Riders On the Storm<br />
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- Jim Morrison & Monalisa.....<br />
On A Very Happy Birthday......Sun 8th December 2013<br />
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