Monday, December 23, 2024
What Shapes Us
The conditios that have arisen in our lives, regardless of their provenance, effectively shape our perception of things, creating all angles of view, from hard left all the way through the vagaries in the middle to hard right. Our countenance is oftentimes made hard, even mean. But beneath that, might lay intense compassion and empathy, especially toward kindred victims of like damage, self inflicted or not.
Wednesday, December 18, 2024
The Universe Inside
I was up before first light, first ensuring that the hallmark above my mind was secure, and it was. Deeply etched was the word, Faith, above it, standing sentinal. Faith in myself and, if I stay three-treasures fit, complete faith in the Way. Realizing first as I concentrated on my diaphram, that one can absorb the sutras, like speed reading. Samadal, sutral, mindful concentration, feet first, then floating slowly upward through my bones, muscles, gelatanous pipes and cables. Anatomical identification scores the rising scan of my body. I realized that my sentience was the mudroom into the house of Samsaral craving. I, too, understood that the wonder of my body coalesced, not into the hard and soft hardware and software within, but into point where there is singularity, like your God Almighty. The point at which I'm free to extrapolate the magic of my joint and several body outward into the holes of space, absorbing the sutras and dharma abstractly without reading a word.
Monday, December 16, 2024
Friday, December 6, 2024
Friday, November 29, 2024
Appalachian American Ennui and Antinatalism
A man who lives in the next county over, and who does not even know that he is part Jewish, has taught his eight year old granddaughter the Nazi Seig Heil salute. Her mother is the eye witness and can do nothing about it because her production of offspring has hemmed her in to her the monster's home where she is stuck. Antinatalism should be taught in the schools. "Motherhood mean mental freeze." And I just learned that the ruining child called a little boy a monkey because of his race. The man in the next county over is grooming another monster in his trumpian image. This is AAE at it's worst. This is the rule, not the exception, in these Clinch mountains that lean in order to hide these snug pockets of sadness from the rest of most of us.
Thursday, November 28, 2024
Wednesday, November 27, 2024
Michael Paul Smith: Fast Forward
My heart breaks for you, Michael. When I look at this picture of you, my eyes try to play tricks on me. They conspire with my consciousness to create the ostensible lie that whispers to me that you're always sad, constantly depressed, and steeped in continuous loathing, all based upon this almost incomprehensible visage of the countenance that prison has heaped upon you. I have to remind myself that you probably smile, or laugh even, and that this photograph is a spark that was pitifully, sadly captured nanoseconds before you grinned out its proper opposite. I've heard the joy of prisoners as they discuss their retarded anecdotes, while coughing out loud. It's what J.D. Salinger meant when he wrote of the rocking back and forth "between the grief and the high delight." I, too, am intimately familiar with both extremes, one more than the other. So we share that, and a cruel father and that's about it.
Sunday, November 10, 2024
BETWEEN THE TEMPLES | Official Trailer (2024)
Check all the boxes. This is a great movie. Well done.
Friday, November 8, 2024
The Law is a Hateful Thing.
Ida Miller nailed it when she uttered these sage words: "Paul, the practice of law must be a hateful thing." Indeed it is, Ida Miller. I suppose that I inadvertently taught her this truth, which condensed this awful reality. It's no coincidence that she uttered the maxim when she did, like synchronicity in real time, because my recent experiences with my practice drew out hordes of hatred in me. Yes, I was successful, but this time I actually harmed another human being in obtaining my client's desired result. Her arresting officer was a young woman whose dream had been realized when she got her badge. I saw the bodycam and dashcam of her going out the arrest of my client, and, quite honestly, she did everything by the book. She was compassionate in the process of detaining my very troubled client. This is the exception. Please know that. Jenna worked her case like new recruits normally do; everything by the book. In fact, this was her first arrest. And well done it was.
So my job began when I was retained. The matter lingered on the docket for months and months, as is the norm. We had hearings. Motions. I even retained the serives of an expert witness from the University of Tennessee. Our trial date was set. November 8, 2924, which was yesterday.
During the course of my representation I was told that my victim had earlier been forced to resign her position as a police officer. With trial approaching, I did what I am actually required to do as directed by the sixth amendment to the constituion, and its state counterpart. To provide "effective" assistance of counsel. So I filed motions to reveal the undergirding reasons Jenna was forced to resign, and I subpoenaed her personnel file as well as herself. I was agressive through the agency of pure exploitation of the perceived weakness that I now saw in the State's case.
As I am now old, this conduct on my part in pursuit of my practice bites very deeply into my conscience. I used to feeel practically nothing when engaging in similar strategies. But, in this case, which ultimately resolved to my client's satisfaction on account of the harm I did to this young lady in putting her in fear of having to testify about the mistake that cost her career, I got sick. I am still sick. Physically, I my stomach has revolted against me. I can barely eat now. And mentally, I have lost much of what I had gained in overcoming depression. I deserve this hell that has now had hold of me for a week now. My mind an body have revolted against me. I am sick and I ought to be sick. I think I should see this as a warning. So many criminal defense attorneys drink this away, or worse. I see it in their elderly faces when they come to court bloated and red.
I honestly feel like I would welcome returning to the earth, but that is not up to me, so I suffer. Suffering is baked in to this life, and my time has come again to suffer and am left exsanguinated. I take solace in the justice that it has brought to the fore. I want the world to be underpinned with broad justice, so maybe this is evidende of that. I do thank god that I realize this. I am aware. I have a conscience. I am depleted, but still here. The moment this kicked in, I immediately felt my age. Mind, too, that I've been a professional keeper of secrets for 34 years. Thick folders, accordians, and bankers boxes full of them.
Tuesday, October 29, 2024
Saturday, October 26, 2024
Wednesday, October 23, 2024
Sunday, October 20, 2024
Thursday, September 26, 2024
Thursday, September 19, 2024
Wednesday, September 18, 2024
Tuesday, August 27, 2024
Sunday, August 25, 2024
Phantom Thread - This film will be remembered as a classic over and above the classics
Masterfully and entirely novelly Written and directed by P.T. Anderson, this film is absolutely great in every respect. Run the credits. It all bends sharply toward cinematic perfection. DD Lewis, and Vicky Kreips are hynotic. Eleven out of ten, so where's it been for the last seven years? I never understand this temporal gap between the release of great art to the public and my cognition of its exitence. I have a very strong hunch that it has something to do with the marketplace. No problem.
Saturday, August 24, 2024
Tuesday, August 20, 2024
Sunday, August 18, 2024
My Pineal Gland, Knuckled Violence, Paternal Pride Arising Eternal, and Robert Frost. (September 17, 2022 through August 17, 2024)
After slapping the shit out of the side of my face, and after I pleaded for another, he delivered immediately, but not in keeping with my request. In lieu thereof, he nailed me right between the goddamn eyes with a left hook, causing a flash-bang in my face, shocked and surprised bones and underlying tissues, and watering eyes. Even greater than the pain was pride's powerful rising, never to recede again, I suspect. In the days that followed, I recognized the love that made my obits and nasal cavities ache with just the right dollop of pain. And in those same days, the violence seemed to coalesce into the area between by two brows, so it wouldn't surprise me at all if all those calcified, rust-henged obstructive, chakrac seals were broken open when his beautiful fist came 'round and tagged me right in my fucking face. But, what's truly sacred is what it broke loose in my beloved aggressor. Exactly 23 months in the making. And let us not forget how his dear mother would have literally expanded outward with pure and perfect maternal pride, and ex-spousal delight, as well. But she wasn't, and in the words of Robert Frost, "that has made all the difference."
Saturday, August 17, 2024
Friday, August 16, 2024
Thursday, August 15, 2024
Wednesday, August 14, 2024
Why Don't Appalachian Women Dance?
I confine this to real Appalachian women who have not enjoyed the swelling experience of attending a college in an urban area because of generational poverty, unintended pregnancies, religious indoctrination, backwardness and ignorance. In narrowing the question, it seems I've answered it.
Monday, August 12, 2024
A Prisoner's Path to Nature (The In-breath is the trailhead)
Even assuming the human "inmate," which is a euphemism for prisoner, is in "administrative segregation," which is a euphemism for solitary confinement, she is not segregated from nature. In fact, one of the most intricate manifestations of nature, a universe unto its self, is fully present at all times -- the human body that shares the stars. It is observable through all of the senses that it has developed -- a self observing manifestation of the whole of itself. The inmate thus observes, through the body itself the diaphram as it moves, the heart as it beats, the central and peripheral nervous system as it fires, the body's capacity to process food and water, its wonderful ability to shed, to regenerate, to resist gravity itself with muscles and bones, and to stand wiithin constant protection by its brilliant sheathing. But most fascinating of all is the singularity with which these functions operate; When the inmate recognizes that, the observatory is constructed within her otherwise closed quarter. She cannot be denied the temporal proximity of this marvelous generation of life so long as it continues to breathe from the surrounding air, which is the life-enabling hallmark of a singular, yet fractal life. This is available through Thich Nhat Hanh's universal in-breath, maybe late at night, while the others rest within their bodies unaware.
Sunday, August 11, 2024
Saturday, August 10, 2024
Friday, August 9, 2024
Louie c k stands for "causes kancer."
Of the soul sellers and truth tellers. Louie C.K. is one of the worst people on earth, not necessarily because he exposed himself to noncomplict women, but because he folded the shame back into a comeback tour where he exploited his own experience, not to for any redemptive reason, but for cheap laughs that made him and his brand even more unnecessary millions. Please die and ressurrect George Carlin. Louie CK causes cancer. It's perfectly acceptable to hate this stupid mother fucker.
Thursday, August 8, 2024
Sunday, August 4, 2024
Saturday, August 3, 2024
Thursday, August 1, 2024
Little girls in leotards and human competition are tools
Tools of capitalism in the aggregate to further divert the attention of the stupid masses from social injustices created by the monster itself. Fact, goddammit.
Wednesday, July 31, 2024
Saturday, July 27, 2024
Friday, July 26, 2024
Thursday, July 25, 2024
Thursday, July 18, 2024
Monday, July 15, 2024
When I Shut My Eyes I can smell the Wild West
This acute drought invites the short shadows of desert life into my Appalachian sentience and such allows my mind to veer off into those desert colors I once saw in the four corners, and the smell of the odd red and those stramge green striations on desert walls of younger western montanas that might resemeble the bones of these ancient Appalachain rises. Rise and fall, my beloved friends. Nevermind the hill and holler billies within this vertical life, dry with summer arid all around makes me inhale the desert and sadly forsee my own mountain rain forests succomb to the same climatic provenance of those western ranges long after I have contributed my own set of bones to their earthworks.
Monday, July 1, 2024
Lou Reed - Endless Cycle
This song, from Reed's masterwork album, New York, forecasted the greatest societal problem since slavery. It's called "Endless Cycle," but the cycle can be slowed to a crawal through widespread postive eugenics programs. What's at stake? Everything.
Sunday, June 30, 2024
Asheville - June 29, 2024 - Frank's First Ink Conflated With Appalachian American Ennui
Blackie made sure my rising, which I then paid forward to Frank with unexpected and amazing results by climbing atop his long body, straddling his sleeping chest and arms, and ensured his awakening, as well. We were up early and soon set out. Inkward, onward, and southbound to Asheville. The Amsterdam of the Southern Appalachians. I think we laughed all the way from Morristown to Asheville, if that's even possible. I shared my guts with my best friend, and the hilarity overtook the Toyota interior the entire way down. Iced coffee from the cooled countertop in the Woolworth enabled us to watch it rain on beautifully progressive and high functioning people of all stripes. True to form, Frank cautioned the congregants and artists: "you really can't take him anywhere," and bade the top of the morning to gentle pixie-like Jordan Ata in the afternoon. Gentle Jordan, to whom I entrusted my changeling, enabled my emergent son Forever changed from Forever Tattoo. The color black enabled the others to bulge from muscled armed surroundings. Peanuts, Pepsi, and yes, sadly, a couple of Red Bulls were found to be necessary on no sleep. I, on the other hand, slept long and and nightmarishly well. His was but two hours. The prize? Yet another of the greatest days of our lives.
Meanwhile, above Clinch Mountain near Yellow Branch, called, Chinqupin, near War Creek, which empties into the Clinch River, the boy with that plastic abomination flashing red, blue and green in his mouth turned six. I was told "a man gave it to him." It reminds me -- What's to become of the boy amongst the hill and holler billies and the children among whom they affect? I bought the fucked up, garish instrumentality from him for two bucks and took it home and threw it into the cats. Vergil is chasing its flashing lights violently across the floorboards.
I've seen this monstrosity unfold before. This happens with a silent frequency within the hollows of Appalachian American Ennui. It's called grooming, and it puts merciless violence in my heart.
Sunday, June 23, 2024
Saturday, June 22, 2024
Friday, June 21, 2024
Thursday, June 20, 2024
Sunday, June 16, 2024
Thursday, June 13, 2024
Wednesday, June 12, 2024
Monday, June 10, 2024
Sunday, June 9, 2024
Wednesday, June 5, 2024
Tuesday, June 4, 2024
Friday, May 24, 2024
Sunday, May 12, 2024
A Beloved Version of My Mother - Our Last Day Together
I took my mother to Mount Vernon Restaurant on South Broad Street just south of Chattanooga before her cognitive acuity had completely failed her. We ate collard greens. Afterward, we drove up Lookout Mountain, and then on to Hixson to look at our old house on Brynwood Drive.
En route, I drew a brick house to her attention and confessed that when I was in third grade I coaxed Perry Anne Davis to show me her pussy in its basement. We shared an immediate and intense belly laugh.
"Greg," she howled, "you just won't do!"
A perfect day in the life. Just us two.
En route, I drew a brick house to her attention and confessed that when I was in third grade I coaxed Perry Anne Davis to show me her pussy in its basement. We shared an immediate and intense belly laugh.
"Greg," she howled, "you just won't do!"
A perfect day in the life. Just us two.
Friday, May 3, 2024
Sunday, April 28, 2024
Thursday, April 25, 2024
Tuesday, April 23, 2024
Monday, April 22, 2024
Sunday, April 21, 2024
Elinor Wylie - The Eagle and the Mole (Excerpts), Kubla Khan - Xanadu (Excerpts), . . .
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan where Alph the sacred river ran, in caverns measureless to man with roots of sweet and mana dew, live like the velvet mole, burrow underground with roots of trees and stones with rivers at their source and disembodied bones.
Wednesday, April 17, 2024
Monday, April 15, 2024
Thursday, April 11, 2024
Monday, April 1, 2024
Wednesday, March 27, 2024
Insignificance - Pearl Jam
This is one of the most well-constructed jamming pieces of Rock & Roll I've ever heard. Don't know how I missed its emergence.
Wednesday, March 20, 2024
Tuesday, March 5, 2024
Saturday, March 2, 2024
Friday, February 23, 2024
Ulysses' Triune Climax
Yes. The book is coming to an end. Blazes Boylan has united with Leopold's wife, Molly. Yes. The end is coming. Yes. God, yes.
Wednesday, February 14, 2024
Tuesday, February 13, 2024
Thursday, February 1, 2024
Friday, January 26, 2024
Saturday, January 20, 2024
Friday, January 19, 2024
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