Monday, September 01, 2003

'...ritual is permissable only to the extent
that it is genuine as a kiss.' --Wittgenstein

The Epic as a colossal statue.

' "...I would [rather] watch over madmen, than
have to put up with fools. The only trouble, really,
is that there are so many madmen who are also
fools..." ' --Miguel de Unamuno y Jugo, Abel
Sanchez and Other Stories


By distributing its effectual parts among the
arts & sciences, magic has been gerrymandered
out of existence.

"Even the subconscious is not patient enough for
poetry." --Jack Spicer, After Lorca

In a culture that celebrates the apotheosis of
trivia, poetry is the one thing that doesn't matter.
All ambitions are silly, but poetic ambitions are
sillier than most. Poetry itself should teach that
small is beautiful, that the unimportant can be
infinitely precious. As such, it's a metaphor for
human life...

"The tick, to use Uexkuell's example, has no need
for any grasp of spatial order and her imagined
place in it: she has only to sit on a grass-stalk,
for up to eighteen years, until the scent of
butyric acid (what we call butyric acid) impels
her to land on a passing mammal, suck blood, drop
to earth and lay her eggs." --Stephen Clark, From
Athens to Jerusalem

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