Monday, Apr. 02, 2007 - 10:42 p.m.
Springtime Fancy Free
or- oh oh Summer is Coming
like Freight train down a tunnel
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The James Joyce thing
( Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man),
is to have found yourself so torn between
hyper-religiosity ( the Church or whatever)
and hyper-sexuality ( the girlfriend or whoever )
(both, by the way,
may be symptoms
of the modern-day definition
of a hypomanic episode)
aka: going crazy
and not even knowing it
slowly wrestling off the cliff
as the gravel gets slippier
and slippier and the light gets bad
and all hope fopr rescue shuts down
so its either smarten up immediately
AND THINK OF SOMETHING ELSE TO DO
or go down
straight straight down
to the jagged rocks below
neither of these two
main stream side shows
are very satifying
and definately not
sustainable ways of living
in this era or any other
that I am am familiar with
from reading and asking questions
-----then what's left?- tons
you just plunge full-force into Art,
which transcends both
organized religion during the day
and unorganised dating at night
