Awareness Flows Clear

Yes, that fluffiest of bunnies, that most albumenesque of pseudo-rodential, mythic trans-dimensional watch-clockers, the fabled and fantastical so-called and self-styled ‘white rabbit’ has been seen in the area – Beware!

If you are the punctual type, it’s best to keep well away from this curious little critter – he has a way of making people late.  Very late.  I’m talking of days and weeks, not minutes and hours, by the way.  It’s your call, but I’d keep away from the little sucker if I were you…

{I heard that! Quoth the White Rabbit wrathfully.} 

Tectonic Horn Shell

A series of old photos showing  

protocols 

among pigeons, owls, feathers, bucks, fowls

eggbirds of the starry night’s rustling feathered web                 * * * * * * *

Eldritch and monotonous moans

swirl lurk bloom

barking like wolverines

among the nipple-mountains of pale wood-cells

stark blasted forests

shattered mountains

fragmented and writhing seas

darklight skies

& Auricularia auricula-judae

gwynjak yw hethyw

look to the sky

hurling her visions

through 

your 

awareness

Το φιλί δεν είναι κρίμα
- Βασίλης Τσιτσάνης

Πίνω και μεθώ - Κασιμάτης

(Οφ αμάν) Συνθέτης Περιστέρης Έτος ηχογρ. 1934 

Πίνω και μεθώ, οφ αμάν, μέρα-νύχτα τραγουδώ, οφ αμάν

Μέρα-νύχτα τραγουδώ

Και το ντέρτι μου, οφ αμάν, στο μπουζούκι μου ξεσπώ

Γένηκα μπεκρής, ωχ αμάν, χασικλής και μερακλής, ωχ αμάν

χασικλής και μερακλής

Γιατί όλο λες, ωχ αμάν, κούκλα μου πως δε με θες

Τα ματάκια σου, ωχ αμάν, και τα κορδελάκια σου, ωχ αμάν

Και τα κορδελάκια σου

Με τουμπάρανε, οφ αμάν, και με κογιονάρανε

γειά σου δερβίση μου Ζαχαρία γειά σου

Πώς μου τα 'φερες, οφ αμάν, και μου την κατάφερες, οφ αμάν

Και μου την κατάφερες

και μου το 'σκασες, οφ αμάν, μέ το μάγκα το 'στριψες

(γειά σου Σπυράκι μου με το μπουζούκι σου)

Θα 'ρθω, Μια Γλυκιά Βραδιά 
– Στράτος  Παγιουμτζής



Clustering galactic jewel-net             sterennek

     

     the thought of the jewel is the jewel 

               flags wave in the wind, mind

  Πίνω και μεθώ  -  Κασιμάτης 

           

          turning world most dear

   the following a furlong:  shafts of sunlight luming the cool waters of the pond;  verdant path a tunnel of summertime green;  purple cobwebs of glowing coral cow-horn shell-horn horn of the sea and corn of the prairie pod pea;  humus loam subtle bonfire waft, rotting sycamore leaves, rooks cawing and carking;  the tolling of a bell, crunch, crisp, snow, windmills and dust and valour;  

                  Ocean of mind; sea of space 

           pale orange sunlight on faded brickwork;

         the distant hooting of a hooter,

            lowing cattle;  water-meadows;

          cowslips, cowlicks, cows, bullhorn                           rumblers 

                 dew-drop drip from a fern and 

                     fleck the hoof of a fleeing faun

Caterpillar Dub 37

Stellarium – see the stars, planets, galaxies and galactic clusters; satellites, mythologies and trajectories.>>> In issue 37 of The Caterpillar Dub, we explore space, form & texture; plus Li Po and the mysterious cow. Also, The Caterpillar bounces back the ongoing question to all the People out there:- “Who Are You?” “Who Are You?” “Who Are You?”

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Astronomy Domine, Pink Floyd, 1967: ‘Look of the Week’.

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Truml:

Ye Caterpillar

Hallo Friends!

From Valladolid to Vladivostok, via Varanasi, the putative pupil of the prehensile pupa pours forth pure froth for the coincidental atom-world to consume consciously…

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Spread the spreadsheet broadsheet bowlsheet;;;;;

The Poster for papering over the cracks in the walls of conditioned existence…..;;;;

“Who are You?” said the Caterpillar

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SEVEN SUNKEN CITIES

The rain spattered down on the granite seaside town, making ten thousand jewels dance in the road. Mixing the breath of the sea and the fields. Glazing over seven terracqueous towns. Further wetting the oldest of fish. Perforating the Great Meniscus of the Floating World. Down came the rain; rinsing the alleyways of the slumbering port of mortal Dreams.

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