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the_real_simon_iff
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I ilked that one by Charles Bukowski. Maybe it is not strictly related to this site, but it is quite nice nonetheless:

the area of pause

you have to have it or the walls will close
in.
you have to give everything up, throw it
away, everything away.
you have to look at what you look at
or think what you think
or do what you do
or
don't do
without considering personal
advantage
without accepting guidance.

people are worn away with
striving,
they hide in common
habits.
their concerns are herd concerns.

few have the ability to stare
at an old shoe for
ten minutes
or to think of odd things
like who invented the
doorknob?

they become unalive
because they are unable to
pause
undo themselves
unkink
unsee
unlearn
roll clear.
listen to their untrue
laughter, then
walk
away.


   
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Hi Real Simon Iff,

Not quite sure where this is coming from - "liked this one from Charles Bukowski" from where, exactly ? Anyway, I like it too.

Its a good poem, but is it a Thelemic poem ? How do we define the point where a legitimate pause - a drawing back from the perpetual static of existence to perceive the inner reality of things - becomes a complex of thought interfering with the spontaneity of Will.

Strangely, it reminds me of a meditational sartori I once had (stimulated by the use of hashish, I must admit) where I became aware of consciousness as the neuroligical impulse travelling along the nerve cells and perceived the fleeting instance of 'pause' where the impulse passed, or leaped, or transcended the synapse between one nerve cell and another - almost like communing with the internal chemistry/inner rhythms of the lightning flash - if that makes any rational sense...

Well, anyway, thanks for the posting.

Fraternally S.A.


   
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the_real_simon_iff
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S.A., 93

It's from his poetry collection "the Last Night of the Earth". Bukowski is my favourite holiday reading on the beach (the AC and related books are just too expensive for that). Shortly after watching an obviously lonely and insane sea-gull for like twenty minutes without (seemingly) thinking at all I stumbled upon it. Surely it is not a strictly Thelemic poem, but I feel the ability to "unkink, unsee, unlearn" is a prerequisite for any kind of magical/meditational working and so I thought I share it.

The ability of our mind to stretch or squeeze the perception of time towards zero or infinity is something I find quite interesting and something I experience quite often.

Thanks for your input...

Love=Law
Lutz


   
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There are times when I feel like that "lonely and insane sea-gull", Lutz...

But hey, the beauty is in the flying; ever-winging into an abyss of mindless eternity.


   
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That was a good poem and I thought relevant as well.
Thats sad about the sea gull...
I'm glad you had a good holiday!
---

Over rocks and trees and sand
Soaring over cliffs
And gently floating down to land
She proudly lifts her voice
To sound her mating call
And soon her mate responds by singing
Caw Caw Caw
Come with me

Lesbian Seagull

Settle down and rest with me

Fly with me lesbian seagull

To my little nest by the sea
With me that's where you belong with me
I know I can be strong when you're with me
She skims the water
At the new time to seek
Her fish and she emerges
With one squirming in her beak

She plays among the waves
And hides between the swells
She walks the beach at twilight

Searching for some shells
Come with me

Lesbian Seagull

Settle down and rest with me

Oh fly with me lesbian seagull

To my little nest by the sea

With me that's where you belong with me
I know I can be strong when you're -- you're with me

And in the evening
As they watch the setting sun
She loooks at her as if to say
The day is done
It's time to find their shelter

Hidden in the dunes

And fall asleep the
Music of the moon
You and me

Lesbian seagull

You just watch the world oh my

Just you and me lesbian seagull

Side by side with me 'till we die
('Till we die)
You and I
We can make it if we try
Our love will keep us flyin' high

Until we die...

πŸ˜‰


   
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