partly hypered) link files at this site are commendablinklist.htm
and (almost fully hypered) Balkan
sites, lists and (re)commentdations and
over 88 files (averaging over 88 colourful Kz) worth of BLABS = Bottom
meaning: Solutions which break uncivilly polarizing centralizations up
wether institutionally animated
or simply, inertly dormant yet animatable.
of worked on towards out musical percrushion instrewments, i o w: peace
drum with arm hybrids. Designs and daydreams
for a potent tool which opens and accepts the dark and deeply feminine
sub(si)stance filled crusts to contain and catch the light that lusts after
love in the freshly made and wetted dusts awaiting such blessing from above
fragment content (as far has they have any):
the 'rafiness' of direct action x x x aries
and capricorn leo
and pisces x x x
rite of way x x x riddledy
rock x x x discernment
concerning concerts x x x precycling
mutant mingle mixture mangles the inanimate
x x x rockbottom tool and toy around
x x x vision provision x
x x guitar and gaian shovel, symbolz and substance
x x x SET again x
x x nomads and glaciers
x x x genially greening machine gene, a con-on-drum
x x x spin that grinder
x x x very important words end on -ust---verbo-city
Sources for chapter 4
about musical innovation and fertility
many a war, rock quarry, child,
sparrow, church organ and drumcircle inspired me to learn how they all
connect like Kevlar and optic fibre for roots and rigour Jacques Attali's
"Noise, a political economy of music"
Supplier directories for
info, seeds , tools and foods
(2) Whole Earth Catalog,
x x x Seeds of change, 1364 Rufina Circle
#5, Santa Fe NM 87501 USA(see the book by Kenny Ausubel), affiliated
with:Peace seeds, the company run by Alan Kapuler in Oregon, POB 190, Gila
NM 88038 x x x Healthy
Harvest, Potomac Valley Press, 1424 16th st NW, DC 20036
x x x Mappa della Italia Naturale from Terra
Nuova, Scarperia, Fi, Italy x x x Guide
de la vente directe, Nature et Progres, Paris, France
x x x Soil Association, 86 Colston st Bristol
BS15BB, UK x x x Bioland
in Germany, Bio-organisch in Austria, etc,
quite modest but equally memorable music on
the road from arms to handtools for g(u)ardening
designs on, daydreams of and visualizations
for worked on towards out percrushioning instrew-mentalities
SET as seen through the eyes of Punchline
Pioneer Piet the Prose Poet, PP the PP for short, the world's first
Mazdan prayers attempt
to maximize the number of syllables squeezed into one breath. A star doesn't
shine unless there is a sun of a bitchin butcher around, throwing light
on, not to say into many a subject which, once smote and shattered, matters
much to roads of life growing ways.
8th and final crack traction corrected draft
of a piece started the 30th/11/95 in Etzenbach near Freiburg in the country
of my favorite monetary germinations: Germany
Dedicated to the 8th birthday issue of Z Magazine
which pulled me through yet another confrontation with the deeply sociable
eco-know-no-stow-below left's lyric activist front and their driving me
to desparation due to deficient intellectual prowess (not to mention my
absconded rainbow display which proved hard to replace, I didn't realize
I had only one copy and/or rather too much faith in the ability to learn
from someone older and wiser; all young uns wanna enjoy the pleasure of
commiting mistakes themselves), without losing faith completely. Or should
I say it distracted me from my own lack of social skills to come across
with mine own star studded astuteness? Whichever, here is my (pro)vision
of: The purpose and message of SET (Sustainable
Europe Tour) prelimberaries. Are profusions of questions evidence of shaky
dependencies, insecurities, lack of vision and experience or anal regimentation
maybe? Cortexflexer, grim grey mass (pre)limberer:
Does nuclear power trigger comet trajectory changes into (headon)coming
is nothing like a thorough survey to help define your constituency and
boost confidence, so here goes after a Fun key Motto which might SET you
right on day and night differing: "God gave man a brain and a penis, but
only enough blood to run one at a time" Robin Williams at Jack Leno's recently
submeditational wrappings, a poetically puzzling and TTTRRRIIIPPPLLLEEE
perspicuity on the esoteric vibration of the acronym SET: Spin and twist
according to the Spiralling vortextural golden rule which wins you your
welcome at the nonsexist Seams of coherence once EnErgEtically delving
into, parTaking of and from The liquid crysTaline crossroads all life hails
from. Can't join SET if you play hard to get.
The following allowances were stipulated to
apply to (unexpected but hereby solicited) submissions by the Pentagon
to be processed with all possible speed immediately upon properly public
and respectful hands and knees type supplicative compliance profilation
by way of pledge and promise to participate with true improvement and with
simplification serving perforatemance specified shortly.
the 'rafinesse' of direct action
apathetic fingerpointing may fill a needy niche in the disempowerment due
to delegation pro(?)testing campaigns where emotions flair up free rein,
yet rarely a start is made to disengage, turn ourselves and our world away
and around, though the festival/pageant spirit often prevails and spins
good as well as perpetually polarizing confrontational kinds off, but activists
are a minority cause most of us are too busy making ends meet, patching
and plastering in small change and that is fine bycause nobody ever bothered
much about the day after a succesful revolution anyway (except J Zube).
We need long
term visions that show radical difference and offer alternatives even if
they seem far off pipedreams like 1321 year old trees in a world wide backyard
or '58 BuckyBalls floating off into the sunSET just above the clouds
and other far
and widely implementable ecotopo-logical policies too
rockgrinders and libraries have been die-hard dreams of mine).
At the instants
we glimpse honour and catch those dreams, they impell and endow us with
willingness and ability to take the next tiny steps in the right direction.
Dreamgenerated images make you feel like ignoring or appreciating them,
they are 'all roundings' helping not to delegate, but carry out and embody
your rules, orders, directives, suggestions and intuitions yourself, they
don't come to you for no reason, luckily we're still much more than a workstation.
I myself am trying to take this to heart, lest I spend my life in the foolfilled
realm of those Potent Peter Pan Possibilities. But I hope you too
may cherish cosmology, yet humour the metanoid guru's and help outdate,
avoid and outgrow the world's most dangerous safety in number sects: nation
states alltogether lest we go the divide and rule way of ants even more
and mostly suffer instead of harness miniaturizing mechanisms and the likes
which characterize uniform(ed) societies.
Faith in visions
stems from understanding of principle, but that takes more leisurely as
well as systemic thinking in between fighting against various currents,
spells and inundations, iow it requires a no less vigorous than rigorous
swimming instinct against increasingly torrential floods of disinformation.
of SET's use is learning to scout and pioneer formation of voluntarily
disciplined `wassailor' bands which start to mime and master the humble
yet musical crush on and of rocks to fend for and feed humus which in turn
feeds trees, providing food, fibre fuel and shelter, while aspiring to
eventually even crush all mentally imposed inertia and secretively poisonous
tyranny by means of more modest mental currencies also (see J Zube's excellent
LMP; Libertarian Microfiche Publishing, 7 Oxley st, NSW 2577, Berrima,
Australia, featuring rare yet cheap freedom literature, half a million
mostly out of print but nevertheless very and if you ask me, some of the
most worthwile pages on human rights, constructive anarchism and economic
freedom), all of which is a wide open field of opportunity for tight and
hi-tec thinking about local, mental and social currencies right alongside
the physical ones.
SET's impact or any other similarly well intended
one for that matter is, as far as I can tell, most effectively attracting
the radiance of magnetic spin when primarily vertical, reaching in before
reaching up, around, out and about, lest we'll be reduced to mere symbolic
acts and rather than aid oxide reduction, or otherwise injustifyably join
the ratrace of cheap steady as she goes, not really boatrocking, habitual
roadmusic street-tripping entertainment, costing the earth a burden of
taken away breath through fossil fueled inflammatory acts of impatience
perpetrations which I define as bad lateral road travelling without
dab vert-tickle d(r)ead rock unravelling.
Now, let me, again
cryptically as is ever my wont, explain the mental constituent of this
intergenerational and -specie act, bycause by the same token LETS or other
'schemes' will not fulfill their earth's vitality reawakening potential
of open non-secret society stimulation if the specs aren't up to snuff
enough to show how good drives out bad under so far only lipserviced conditions,
that is to say: those under and with which we make ourselves known and
accountable through moneylike businesscard bait which serves as a means
of payment when quantities, and duration of validity are specified, then
pay supplyers with and /or wait for such eminently ascertainable
commitment-emission welcoming and appreciating takers and/or receivers
who in their turn ensure a timely 'cash out' (redeeming return) for
intake of goods and/or services (when turning this money as specific goods
receipts back in while valid, no telling where it's been but it is damn
clear where and till when it delivers its nominal (under flexible market
prices though) money's worth) which gives us a chance to come through on
and with very personal and/or collective responsability challenging and
endowing, promissory notes!
Do you start to see
how inflation is society's lifeblood sucking result of abusive centralized
sneekonomics? Instead of literally making the money, we are expected to
put value behind lipserviced good intentions of powerful and therefore
corrupt, supposedly faith inspiring figureheads who are often long since
dead and in who's name the issuers count on you (more successfully than
they let you count on them) through taxes, to run the unfun global amok
To sum up: use a
combination of multi- and even sub-, that is trans-sensory props and paraphernalia,
diagrams, documentation, drama, music and mime to help lastingly impress
and entice the audience to participate , so they can not only depict, then
put in perspective and eventually distinguish between, but at the same
time also encompass and harmonize the various complementary, multiple polarities,
such as we and they will ever find within and around us and them more or
less as follows:
SET according to
a (g)astrological strategy orientation; that is one which helps vent rock's
pretrospectively not perceived as opressed border closure but prudent provision
valving flour-powder fulfilledness with certain flow-better-go-getterships
that SET sail direction organic momentum so it turns and churns out into
tum-yummy fruitfilled curriculae of sorts.
(I added this to
the bottom of the indexpage as you may know)
aries and libra
home perfect impact pointedly for prepersonable mixed rockpowders dabb(l)ing
as a protective positive pressure and friction derived effusion to foster
biospherico-lawful, therefore diverse and personable clock-powerbabbling
community (priorily if not primarily cast your dote-vote perpendicularly
instead of the perverse perpetuation of perfidy that coercive politics
will ever present) in order to physically preventilate (rock) and mentally
forestall periodic and spasmodic repetition of protest, loss, absence and
ignorance of it, mostly due to one way hirarchical delegation. (People
with a jump on us not only have their own feet off the ground but keep
ours dangling also). taurus
Riches or hoards, wealth or war, fertility or scorporate
interest; photosynthetic fullfilment of floury (you guessed it:) rock and
animate mass movement conditioning which lead to and ensure happening of
and upon ripe, fresh and raw pow(d)erful food versus the ones that lead
to secrecy, stalemate, scarcity and war. gemini
and sagittarius proliferation of unethically analytical rationality
held in check by the boldest dreams and aims of transpersonably humblest
religiosity rules like the golden one, and this is no more an anthropomorphization
than the referred to masses of soil inhabiting descendants and such life
sustainably calibrating rocksubstance should need before being democratically
respected. cancer and capricorn Harmony
between home, heart and open, exterritorial states of art from the heart
and with voluntary compliance as the hurdly threshold which will
undoubtedly become obvious, common sense only to sink back into subconsciousness
once again to get ready for a new round of struggle. No fun? Ah, but continental
and tectonic heaters aren't burnt out yet, not by a long shot anyway, neither
is the sun. leo and acquarius Sportive
and supportive mastery of body weather through their mediator and their
radicalized extension: technology sunk in sync to show and grow what we
stand for and with to do.
Hospitable economics as elucidated above ensures healing of
scarcity, easy coasting of diversity.
little concrete goes a long way for fluffyer stuff.
have had money and idea's for roadshows ever since I wanted to pull the
(Secession Tasks (and teaches) Overt
Principulations) myself from merely personal
hedonism and expand into evulvalutionary, least effort, greatest assortment
mode with well designed vertical trickle traffic tickling arsenal and after
much thought I will aim for organizing direct clean up action as fund-
and fundriving concerts held at ailing or upstart communities
like Diggers and Dreamers; Eurotopia and some Rainbow projectlists (still
hunting myself) are useful to start with).
But I may be in Australia for a year to help J Zube. I was. Who is next?
See the Gossip Appendix.
One piece of
practical advice to leave you with: I (suggest we) would invite all (at
least partly) independent performers with live in vehicles to join and
help make the very beautiful logo come true; bottom line: best wishes of
brainglow for strain below and thus true rainbow blessings. See p 75 for
This was written in december of 95 As my first published poem I had my
picture on the cover of some sort of Rolling Stone (Soil Remineralization,
a purely pragmatic Hedonism advocating type newsletter, see the bibliography)
and this poem inside:
The fresh mud
fling and flying dust sprinkle, spray and anchoring man picks up the reverbrating
part of the rock search, shatter, scatter, sow and grow show, where the
mobilizing percrushionist, the abominable deglaciator, the dark 'n dense
tickle trickler: Bam Bam, pitched a potent pile of tensile torque sprung
such songseed from playing his windchime steeldrummilling thing which turned
hard rock into dust and inverted aggressively idling guitars into friendly
shovels, eminently suited to the practise of heavily meddlesome metal manipulating
some dense present tense.
do worse than give some music back to nature, broadcasting the foundations
of sustainable orgasniczations -neath lovely rainbows.
So any which
when gentle fireworking walksways toward sound and sensible transportability
of water for the breath of life from and into inertia, softened fluffily
to dashes of ashes with rough, hardy bashes and smashes
at the relay
tingle-tactic-tockle station which stays and keeps on steadily destinging
deaths bluster lurking in omenlike declima-x-tizations will do.
The global freeze
and flair show of the seasons rhythmic rain and shine sow is just
itching for that godgiven tensile presence at our mindsearched, heartfelt
fingertips which undoes complacency and swaps our outermost reactionary
infectiousness for innermost discerning choice. Mythic,
religious, military and shamanic, evolutionary, commercial and ideal traffic
with death can be harmonized to stand the testing tooth of time; mount
bearings and all other moving parts necessary to harmonize, fuse and flex
the muscle of assorted ancient and mystic symbols like crosses, enneagrams,
cornucopias, caduceuses and even swastikas, load and set 'm plumb on course,
then rock and spin the mineral milling arms. Discernment
concerning concerts: Most of todays morose or merely musical
bottom- and basslines are bullets and other poisonoise spewing or hollow
blastsounds made by and with at worst torturing and killing or at most
momentarily marvelous yet by and with non renewable and few renovating
means and effects.
When will rock
concert goers become full time professionals to unfirl their true colours
and leave groves in their concerted freeing effort wake rather than leaving
this at a glimpse of revolutions that last little longer than a good orgiastic
fuck and costs more juice and fuel than they provide. I don't know, but
to me it seems to be a matter of turning pacifist hippy fire fibbers into
militant grippy fibre slibbers, the latter's rockslicing and dicing subversatilizer
budges the balance a bit better.
Bring up the
stumble-blocked bluster-store and locked lack-lustre stow
not yet optimally
supporting us just below our feet, pass it to next and nearest moving percrushionist
on with the show,
have this your
carried weight played upon
nice and slow,
to become depositable
at the bank of life, solvent and set to grow
light loving liquid crystal, which when taken home again to feed
the in their
turn informing and unfolding seed
of a more concentratedly
differentiated complex kind, rises all together on cloudforming flow riding
up on wet rays a ways, steadily accrueing the revenue from the solv-salv-slivvering
salvos into a servable and reservable saldo of sound, sight, scent, tactility
and taste (see also Piet Bouter route).
rock's finest ground;
greens up your growth astoundingly sound,
'll hear it when your music truly touches ground
you hear that future music sound,
from high or shallow parts of our grand round,
you remember your descendants coming around?
ease their deepest and profound
you feel that subaudible sound,
ease their coming from way deep down in the ground,
to never quit bouncing around,
long as pure desire recalls it,
dormant memory can arrive and rebound,
come back alive for the world to astound.
Push back the obstacles
to worm wealth.
Supplant static narcissist
quick fix vitality celebrating and yet abusing adolescentimental Rock concerts
with supplemental yet heavily heaving duty primed audience participation
If we really
pull our weight to face present and fertile future music
by passing the
firm and fine
back and forth
up and down the line
abled kin and associates we will soon be ready for the next generation
of fuel: newfangled compostition, the mentalmost musical touchdown of the
My favorite footprint
font is President,
but the fuel,
impact and energy of choice to make my mark(et marked ballpark)
are rocks, they
pop up 'like zits, which when finding themselves
within the reach
of my (G)rooming tool,
with its pleasingly
is capable of
routing rock's all too stout doubt,
and sending 'm
to grow right up, fast and out,
these dry, hard, rockbottom, fundamental, secretive and stout
a( )part, for
a more true conquest than those of (but good penance or preparation for)
ever so many a wombing fool.
Strenght to match
and muster more help to get pent up hell swell is well spent.
subject my subjects to a rent
them breathing room for fair inflation
their thirst, turning rock to instant wormfood,
give my bigger self air
nutritious organic flair
to set our values
and precording straight.
A freeing fringe
knows freedom by any other game is only a bait
essentials undone and living leaves in a bone lonely wait.
tool- and toying around
a diversely formated proportionate lifespanner olympics to bio amass wealth
which comes and goes around from rockbottom on up, so build some multirimmed
orbs laced with stretch cords and tapered hollow springs. I am using mortar
and pestle type hardware much like an inverted churchbell and knobbed rod
for the moment, spinning the plans to span many more miraculously simple,
af-, ef,- and infective ways.
I cradle and
stretch the crackable crocky cramp vamps
and give personally, miss universalize and size select
for an amply
tensility slighter, preflex it in a crystalmighty tool with rubberized
valves, this recording implement is all but a shambling. It breaks the
chained formation open for infoflow entry and all the world to see and
vice versa. I gather rocks to jig n juggle 'm into the hopper. Soon after
I have punched the keys to stretch the strings and work the ropes like
a spiderman to get the sails rigged right for catching the winds which
power the rock disarming beat the dust gets washed down with rain and grown
up in shine; breaking and entering as an inviolate life saver. Be
a bit batty, be a giddy kid, play this benevolent deploy toy, it lifts,
hops, pushes and rolls, squeezes and rubs, hones and scrapes, swings, shoots
and polishes some multicoloured marble down its clean clear pregreen channels.
Grok and hack this demonocultivatable rock
with water splicer which mints and dices, springs and de-ices, sings and
slices, wrings and slivers to start a slither and growth.
Crushing rock as a key concept for biomass-age and betterment wholes our
earth in a pinch at each turn of a timely curn trick by a shrewd screw
coming soon to the aid of a rock near you.
I imagine spiralwisely
spun which is to say: vortexturalized marblous mud made in egglike or pearshaped
woven or braided cablenets which twist, squeez and churn like whirlywise
cornucopias from wire wraught to destrict with stringent strenuous stridency.
Or I imagine an on wicked platonic shape modeled, mobile, metal, steeldrumlike,
shake, rattle and roll ballmill-buster that would reciprocate locking around
rocks through rot- and flexegrity hinged strainers which squeeze and crunch,
then reverse direction. It should have rock and water inlets and primal
cell soup outputs and could have a twin but superlight version raised on
an axlemast to function as a windmill/solar panel power source.
and water flow into starkest dark
spongy and up to become fruitful shade of a park;
dig, drill, carve,
scrape, curve and polish rock,
soak, spray and
pitch its dust with rhythmelodiously tactful tensegritty mills for tactile
technology tactics of big and small moves by emotivated grown and little
children, these lovely new tooltoys geometrize and tumbletime your scope
to touch on monies dirty yet clean with the sun's local current as standard
of value, the ephemeral golden meanwise spiralling light, of which so much
goes to waste, so much sent, so little well received (many
are called, but few listen),
so please adapt
and fit your crunching crush to meet its bite, unbridle a scoop of stone
to elicit its full arc flavor of finest organismic biospherical potential.
I need a 9 foot
diameter transparant bubble with a lense bulls-eyeing sun into a
mudbath and another one to put all different size and spiralling trigger
cone-keys throughout it, some connected with netted straps
(according with Keyserling's aspect and music correlation perhaps),
a third one to plant a mini orchard in and the main, mean, heavy yet intensely
kind one to go along with
the remote control
kickpot: the steeldrum/rockgrinder
for the deep,
angly tangly molecular "tissue" work/play integritty
afore lyrisized fresh drafts of oxygen drawing, given reductive bio time.
and polish triggered from the spherical cockpit remotely controlling the
grindminding minter, which does its clean and sound bashes on rock's timestore
stashes, just join this clockknocking to have some promethean fussy sissy
I quarry and
query some all too exposed yet impervious to rain and shine hoardy-hardy
squarish rock, my friends come round to see and carry the promise of flirtility
a way with it and new found glee.
in to the world, find your tongue, mount the stage.
I sport most(ly)
western approaches to the universal wheel of poetic yet systemic philosophy.
Present purses and
bulging budgets dispense curses with a fat chance to escape being cashed
in or pursuing reimbursement; my curing current dispersion fresh from the
mint on the other hand affords the sure fire proof way for wormship from
feet on up and footsole on down as a full reach around which will thoroughly
Shock a rock
right soft enough and slake its dusty thirst,
it quenched and cozily basking in the sun at first.
to dust lust comes to pay prespect to the crust,
when such rockraising
is understood as organic principle and a must.
help out with the plumbing between heaven and earth,
traffic which lets the biosphere give birth.
at the hospitably radiation receiving jubilation
act factoring) station,
ready rock aflow-go-growing.
Inmost and outmost
fire may meet at intro-pre- and reduction of simultaneously no longer locked
up and magically movable mineral molecules (a tree is fluid rock and solid
air in motion) to the consciouly conceived protoplasmic e-vent.
My mind 's eye
has seen many a warrior for the sake of peacekeeping enter on a puncturing
course, yet womanage to place rapture before rupture, cracking the dryest
and hardest nuts with snouty clout, wetting to help frame up thus fresh
squeezed dust to become havens, holds, beacons and barks for scents to
flow on through, with rain and shine thrown in to boot, not to mention
the fluent fluxage of the tattootabboo.
atremble, birds to singing, worms a wiggle,
afloat perhaps even sporting solar wings
once we get all
eight well sprung and solar hedronical barrels on a breathgiving rock chew,
chug, soak and sprout sort of guardening tool in place say I the programming
trademark logo: an encased davidstar which when pictured in 3 dimensions
becomes an octahedron and when in 4 you can start it on a digesting spin
and bring relief to all that breathes.
One only need
love ties, springs and flexy strings,
to learn understand
all kinds of hairy things.
mingle mixer mangles the inamimate disentanglingly.
My touch, brush,
pull, slap and kickpot key panneled cockpit and spheres full
of wheeling gears are a learned, earned, yearned for prototype punch to
the hunch fleshed out symbolism strategic hardware, a veritably archetypical
valuerighter that works it all out into many from one and helps grow them
tiny bits together, tout in the sun
as a remedy for
many ills and redeemer of any evils,
it gets right
through to the heart of darkness
and shows even the
heaviest yet fluffable shades a brighter side,
it gives and gets
a perspectacular foresight
that takes after
genuinely imaginative flight,
it pours some water
into seemingly sewed up rock,
empathy in its stolid hardyhood.
Please help build
some such memberained bubble through which you can see to the feed for
the roots of your terrestrial family tree,
so you won't
lack relatives and a proper place in nature's hierarchy.
There is a karmic
need to forge a metallic membrained figurehead with sound mettle and incling
for (that takes note of and gives credit to all life with unjarring jingle,
untangling tingle and twinkling sprinkle) air, water and rock mixing spread,
spray, sow, flow and grow; a heartfelt hand- ( to most but mute mouths)
picked tooltoy and sound equipment operated by dust, seed, water and lust
savers with teasy attitudes to bootstrap murkily mercurious cordiality.
the wee we's) need a paper, clothing, tent, stage, mill, mast and kite
suspended sail, besides a wing-and banner purposes serving hempcloth industry
so crunch the punchline comes around attracted to release coiled kinds
of things which mindwind up as a string of springs.
My way forward
library means to melt frozen hearts, meet new constellations and stick
fresh fickle pickles in such a mud modulator.
Nailed to his
treehouse we found this Danny Kaye text: homegrown with the aid of a rubbubble
strategy anchorment which crushed, crumbled, polished and washed nourishment
up and down the road from mud, to leaf, fruit and marble with the ultimate
or prostrate type skinbreaking simulation necessary.
Tis a pleasure
to be and a sure plea to see
(to) the point
of growing (out) many a hairroot's tip,
this is the cause
of, reason why and purpose when
I think to throw
a tongue's savvy slip
as the only,
just and honest way to have enough life in your grip.
and gaia, symbolz and substance
A guitar can be
understood and provisionarily seen as an arche-prototype of a more and
most thoroughly touching rock wrench-tumble-wring-flex, quench geo matrix-trick-triggering,
bearing-spun, valve-pressured, wind, water, sun and muscle driven box body
with (and why not more) a taper-torsion-spin-twist-axle-necks, in other
words a music founding hi-horse power mental strew-minting strum-drum.
A conventional guitar
only symbolizes, mimes and mimicks true ministry, the breach of and
breaks beyond merely personal body consciousness and charisma; true execution
of such wind-waving rockmills with stainless steel, tapered from light
and tight to hollow and heavy webbing, wound vortexically around the tensile
spin sporting and rotegritously reciprocating wring neck, the torquey trunk
of the metal treelike whirligig. Once it grows out of that and up it will
be a birthright suction device that changes conventional rockmusic and
the mute substance that goes by that name loosely into foodfinds for sizewise
minority species but the our (un)kind far outnumbering and -weighing majorities
up and down the spiralling foodchain hierarchy.
Roaming with these
humble growth's locked building block crumbling biomass betricklers
(literal translation for the Dutch word: bedruipen meaning faring well,
caring for) is to start trouble with a clean green finish cause this
boombox content welcomes our beamball's challenges right quick.
march of militant guitars on the move
going twang, clang,
squeeze and crunch,
makes it easy
to sculpt, mine gravity ore with high polish groove
leaving leaf likings
for life livers to munch,
it helps grow some
off the ground floor
store with a punch,
cause it soaks
this fresh flour down
and the sun raises
the troubled muddle resulting up
from the population of every particular evolutionary stage up and down
this flex-twist-tensilarating-squeeze and pump-kin kind of thing lends
sighnz of life's cycling and breath wrested from death's cling as minute
traces to thus mobilized marble's smile cracking and mud washed off its
shine tracking faces, it grits, frits and spins life from rocks, wittingly
recycling and breaking up the relatively collective same into the
more individual and minute momentae of a multigeared game which speeds
naked inertia's pent up clocks on a return to spirited nonracist, asexist
and intimate contact without shame.
and sports, partyers and prisoners take their ire
to and fro the
beginnings of a fruitfully rootwelcoming trouble-mire
where grand glow
meets and takes to its deep stow
furthering lively flexing flow.
Mill the wind,
catch water within a rock:
and mint body
straight off the block.
the mind right round the clock
flagbanners down tight,
so you can flex
on all ways where the wind may blow with all its might.
preempts the fight.
All good prayers
have highest and lowest notes
resonant for very long after the basic, simple sounds went their way.
A minute missive
from the towncryerlike rocky mist ministering messenger about the concluding
preparatory plenary of the Sustainable Europe Tour: SET
The grand debate
featured a unanimous consensus right at the start, which in itself is inside
out and rare enough, but it was even on 'nonremembrance'. With this cleaned
slate cleared out of the way we proceeded to define the targetgroups
worthy of support on the proposed tour such as the local environmental
organizations although earlier in the seminar there was much talk of expecting
help from and depending on them rather than offering it, secondary ones
are children and general public.
The list of willing
speakers on what was to prove a hot and lengthy issue started of with a
triangular show of hands in our circle, me included, but wasn't adhered
to as rigorously as later on. The subject was: who picks people, one of
the quick responders was joking earlier about picking on people to give
this bottle neck a twist. Here I will insert my passed up turn to spew
a view of the formal selection structure which was promised by the third
early pontifactress but turned into a simple postponement of the issue
till the next seminar which is good enough I guess cause the problem
probably dissipates by then, but if not, here is the most democratic matching
success ranking achieved through tallied, turfed and averaged lists of
favorites; kinda works the same way as the only value standardization with
a potential for globally equitable currencies, not to mention information
and music flow of rock flowering; iow kinda like mechanical size selection:
rock and shake to help commensurate, compatible vitality and affinity eclection
fall into place.
The next bottle
neck type question
was the threat to
be tough on the Freiburger candidates
(Freiburg, the eco-capital
of Germany had had a tough time that week already: police protected workers
stripped and ripped down, scrapped and pitched a childrens farm in front
of a squat complex nursery in a cotainer to cart it off; I yelled at the
top of my lungs: "Heroin dealers pop up even faster than you can
find them if you waste your time to ruin a child's selfempowering pride
and joy"; 2 days later 2 young women were shot, one dead, when coming out
of the showcase eco house in a park surrounded by student development,
a week later there was a poster in all trams with a copy of the anonymous
note found, saying: "revenge to the aids infected dealers of the eco-home",
requesting tips adding to this, their only lead).
in the best circles (witness my exhibits that went missing there) cause
never consciously questioned accurately enough and this warning/threat
was just an attempt to protect established privileges of alcohol loving
The final surge
of urge to drive out the irreversible, decisive, irrevocable and mystifactual
deadlock enacted by people reluctant to relinquish the reins of censorship
susceptible authority once and for all may be countered as follows: repent,
invent rock, not the drainbow. It reminded me of the ASEED policy not to
let me add to their Email ammunition, afraid to be washed up and out from
feedbackwash I quess. A last advice to heed: nobody is afraid of anybody
more than they are of projected vices, iow themselves writ small.
Two more of my
passed up speaking turns
(in order to
work out this more lastingly articulate precise) made good next.
A succesful quest
for consciousness inevitably ends up stirring Excalibur like the heart
of my little show tries to crossrefer you to (a picture of excalibur resting
in the stone (the king and the land are one) but after churning out
enough waterwelcoming tolerance in its rock now allows a vinerank to grow
around it from the flour fitted for life, see page 47).
need the minimally mobile mentality and skill to form flexible partnerships
amongst participants to avoid charge leaking emotional friction and be
able to go after and for the physical kinds avidly.
to go around
Young people from
single family communities especially seek out sonic resonance as a way
to help take the hurdle of their own skin when going after expansion and
elud(ec)ibles for their sense of identity, but that also means playing
(or being played by) verbal chess with logics which can be lifelike as
well as unfriendly to it. Most songs are love songs at best which state
an intent or situation to reflect this stage; cramming cosmology and strategy
into them while showing simple beginnings of life, is indeed my sense of
future music (Nazi propaganda pageants were so winning bycause participants
(executers to be) were armed with giant flags only). The effects of a customary
quick fix version of sonic tonic will never last as long as the ones from
rockmusic which imitates real rock's mineral hoard crunch and crush into
the type of biocredit like ice ages afford us, do. Anybody out there wanna
compete with weathermaking which doles out just desserts one way or another?
We human and other beings can do each others bidding like drops of rain
for specks of dust and schools of fish for fish of schools. The next big
issue was the need for diversity; (editorial aside: I believe international
legitimacy starts at resolutions endorsed by participants from at least
21 countries, not that these laws are ever implemented, imagine the UN
coming to the rescue of the Rashneesj community in Oregon)
room in rock rammin nomadomes give 'm their first drink in a long time
and help them tuck in some fresh sunshine
and to see what
all this fluffing out of some no longer so-lidded ashes does,
allow the world turn lush
create a justification
criteria for the girlish blush,
so boys, be bashful
with a fury for fuse tempering gradual interface, as steady as a glacierlike,
(p)reorganic clima(r)ctic-climbable-(nonaxed)-climax-forest-founding and
its foreplay fondle speed deems right.
gene, a con-on-drum
A drum that sounds
like peace from miles away,
it primes and
sounds vitality's flow and a hi hi di hoo
with who, where,
what with, why and how so
when and what
we make our next break through rock for breath with.
a way and save the day
to steady and
love the more thoroughly fair play
with this thoroughfare
tool based on natural law herself
and its (p)recyclable
goodies off the shelf.
Hey people let's
build a drum so mighty and strong
that it matches
the impact of nukes, you know we can't go wrong
this stuff belongs
way deep down under inside the earth
and LSD, of the
same age, take note, belongs up in and throughout all the spirit heavens,
meanwhile mama gaia's thin and thinning film of life coverage has much
to teach and reach us so we learn and earn, rear and hear, lead and read,
beat and eat our spin off springlike sprite.
reciprocating gadget goes down with a venue vengance, a vent dance, a rent
prance and rift stance; the ridge gapping issue hop and wet border brim
lancer brings up shading leaves for the sun to feed, dark for light to
meet and dry with wet to feel, a wishy wash sheenery that slices ices and
invests our titbit credit clout most profitably.
We squeeze the
angles till they curve,
crush the tangles
and moisten 'm till they swell all swirly and swerve
and harness the bouncy cool speeding light they unfirl and trade in elusive
tangibility for illustrious animation. The ingredients needed: skates,
bikes, kites, chimes, mills, spheres, vortex and spiral seashell shaped
pipe frames of both light and giant steeldrumlike, strong, stainless steel
basins, whirling springs, rubber flexplasts and superlight white water
tight material, all this for a groovy rhythm from thoroughly thrilling
percrushion perfor-at-mance through to the core of ancestral rock's
very own magic music itself.
Spin that grinder
The musical grinder
will have scoop shoots and moisture misting jets to beat down the dust
from size and hardness selected, justly busted up gravel, shot from a range
of hydraulic, load sensoring, keyboard triggered, air, water or piston
propelled barrels that look like an all sizes and very dynamically puff-
and pumpable seashell collective. Voila, a matria-panarchic eutopical paradise
tool. What will all ballistic genius have to go through, not to mention
gear and make up for before a fountainlike vertical coin of the realm as
full credit for youth emitter spews nonsymbolic nor simulated currency
for a modest but
real change of sublimely fresh slime, clean trouble as a fresh change for
the foodchain babies, foodchainwise speaking? (that is, wisely and 'democrazily
Dutch', a country where they pride themselves on defending minority rights
and the ones of the weak; true proportionality through organism specie
votes by weight if not even number irrelevant of size or strength, the
weight of worms per square yard once was and should soon be again enormous
Has that ponderously
entrusted lady of the lake not surfaced,
hasn't she stuck
her charge back out yet?
It will soon be
time for mineral mindedness; to emerge from subconsciousness becoming aware
of its physically (p)reflecting (pre)cursor-concommitant: rock-pre- and
reserved liquid crystal fuel such as commonly constitutes life. What
a splendid paradox: the weakest link in the chain is at once the most strenghening
an' -able, rendering snowball effective returns and most capably cumulative.
A dust-dow n
dousing formation row n rouser is designed to derive our humblest yet highest
good: healthy humus from commonest and therefore priceless rock, so order
your borderbudging embellishment ordering device now, the trickyer one
amongst spinning tricks, such a grinder as a gravity peeling perculator
helps perk you later and squeeks out existence matching critical mass-moleculebond,
spinning around axes rather than racing around circuits.
One of my nick names
was Piet Sputter (putten uit = drawing as from a well or fortune but not
on paper; uitputten = exhausting but uitputting = exhaustion, exhaust =
words end on -ust
Tie the light cones
to the waterdrops and specks of dust
like our marvellous
marbler will and must.
who leaves his musical
business card trail, a pinch of dust.
Opinions can be juggled
but faithful truth cannot be budged,
if our work reflect
nature's volition freely
life leaves us more
than a barren crust.
If we fail to walk
this trail quite just,
fall below the wor(m)thyness of our crust,
who's lustre we may
and might voluntarily muster, so we must
do it with a dab,
a sprinkle, a blast or a spray of fresh dust.
The monstrator screwthreads
for deep light penetration
with vertical decompactmentation,
and locked memory
for a relay
dance of lustfully busted dust
made from utterly
organized water thrust,
this profusion of
prefusals deliver true subsistance for the crust.
Some of its dignified
residents dig their wormholes through this paradise
so others may swing
and sway from the livewire rafters of it.
I hereby remake
and pretool the ageold talisman-totempole-scepter-cross-sword-caduceus-cornucopia-wand-dildo-drum-pen
and broomsticky complex into the perfectly non schizo unified field gadget
for emotional coherence intent on purest action.
The trouble doer's
is a travelling
in-strew-min-t-strel's tool with a trick
his welcome in with a rock shatter sow,
and scatter grow show,
lensed, piped, valved and sprung sort of spunk
can help root,
leaf branch and trunk.
Do our roots
really mean to leave .....us ....be ....behind.....burrowing away...?
nomadic and musical garden implements will meld, werge and fuse (tran)sports,
bodybuilding and fitness equipments, tools, toys, arms and instrument functions
together to gather up dead bits and leave 'm in the way of life.
Let's do the
common crystal crumble smash,
to filter, sieve,
grate, roster, screen and mash
and refuelize thus freed fresh ash.
A drill purrs,
a saw buzzes, a spindle whirls, a mill rumbles and a wheely-woosh-wring-strain-splash-slush
pain relief flap-fly-wheel powers spring-spray-bounce-basins to dish-dash-launch
strain string strangle wrangle tease squeeze please---.
Birds play wing-wind-strap-string-aircleave
'n ripple music.
Don't stop at
the dark and dense till the bark can dance along.
And now (first
few lines free after) Martin Carthy:
we are never
too low to stoop and scoop so we can send the droop for a loop.
Low low we are
so low on them, bow woe why are we so slow to bow to them, bend your back,
mend your ways, fun your fears, grow, grow, why dont we flow with them,
into our future generations.
We are not too
low to delve the stow, nor to touch and uncoil the spoil,
we fall in the rich man's hall or cringe low from our toil.
we sow, we are so low that we delve in the dirty glade, we bless the plain
for the fragrant grain, but our pain becomes our lord his gain. A place
we know to make in the stow, so slow to give us way. We are not too low
the bread to grow, too low the bread to eat. We are rabble we know, but
we are not too low to build a wall, too low to tread the floor, yet from
our fingers glide the silken flow, all for to fit round the limbs of the
sons of pride, what we get is not what we give, but still we know our share.
We are not too
low the cloth to weave, too low the cloth to wear.
An effective rock
song routine would sing it (rock) to pieces for green practice rather than
displaying the idling vanity from a sense of self that hasn't grown very
far beyond the individual spouting leaky philosophical lipservice or pure
egotism, but the faultier the formulas, the more frenzied vocal vibrancy
is allowed to make up for it in a Devil may care for Darwin type of way.
I am indebted
to my friend Manuel Franco, a brilliantly moving guitarist for giving me
the book "Noise, a political economy of music " by Jacques Attali,
U of Mn press. (Yes the same guy that got his reputation dragged through
the mud so bad it cost him his job at the East European Bank for Development,
ironically, he had spent too much money on marble and jet fuel !) Here
are some relevant highlights (with comments):
Music and intuition
are battlefields of knowledge.
Poverty is subjugated
by lent and transgressed by carnival (maybe
to be transposed by rooted music). Music is
only in the light, near a tabernacle, the masked simulacrum of the pagan
altar. There, it abuts (perverted revelatory)
dice, and playing cards: music is the fragile order of ritual and prayer,
an unstable order on the border of chance, harmony on the border
of violence. Elsewhere silence,.... music fashions sound matter.... social
meaning ....systems of power it serves....music is economic status.., ..pulverizer
of the past... noise is a weapon and music an imitation ..a simile, substitute
and transformer; weeping turned to healing, stone cold turned to life...
sounds have no hyrarchy ......
Noise is a weapon,
fire is a threat, music and love are sublimations, channelings of violence,
they organize, affirm and take root as society and religion, replacing
sacrifice with entrance fees, new inventions create money and open content,
diffuse authority.....(unfinished, many more
clues in it).
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