Time

[rowens]

Time 


"The fire must've started a long time ago"

"Fire tends to start that way

"Now"

[rowens]

Re born

I die into Dulcinea
I die into Dionysos
I die into Eris
I die into Maat
I die into Dulcinea Jones
I die into Ric Flair
I die into Elvis Presley
I die into Harpo Marx
I die into Buster Keaton
I die into Sam Kinison
I die into Redd Foxx
I die into Dolemite
I die into Robert Johnson
I die into Emily Browning 


ruach note: Eros is O Eris is I







Memory


    I am the Innocent Past
    
    I am Being Harmed

    I am Wounded

I am reharming, rewounding. I is Memory.

I AM An Arbitrary Absolute,
     not real or true,
     not false;
I'm not Memory,   I don't keep reharming;
I'm healing,  assimilating what won't be healed,
healing what won't be healed maybe anyway.

[Bruce V]

Time 


"The fire must've started a long time ago"

"Fire tends to start that way

"Now"

Kinda' long.....just kidding, of course.  Enigmatic.  Confusing use of quotation marks; seems to indicate multiple voices.  I sense a fishing expedition.

[rowens]

I have the notion of making new mythos, using old mythos, playing a fine and not so fine balance of personal obsessions and more universal culture.
My formula: Canons+Art Brut+ Nova,
in other words, I keep shooting, wild west-style, until what wasn't a target takes on the form of a pareidolic operating system.
Build an Ark, to allow for tension between particulars, smash Ark, throw your ass in the flood and swim, not like me, but in general.
For the heaven & hell of it.

[Bruce V]

I have the notion of making new mythos, using old mythos, playing a fine and not so fine balance of personal obsessions and more universal culture.
My formula: Canons+Art Brut+ Nova,
in other words, I keep shooting, wild west-style, until what wasn't a target takes on the form of a pareidolic operating system.
Build an Ark, to allow for tension between particulars, smash Ark, throw your ass in the flood and swim, not like me, but in general.
For the heaven & hell of it.

Works for me.  Years ago I wrote a 2-part epic titled Mythopoesis Cantata.  No pareidolia, but still involving the use of old myths to create new.
This foray for you sounds like a good way to explore your own unconscious while offering something of the same for the reader.

[rowens]

I sense the High Moon of Imaginative Process and "evolution", signified by the Priestess of tarot, and the "lower" or "unconscious" moon of 'archetypal' repetition embracing, as Cheshire Cat's grin, the Sun of my current attention. And, through Itinerant Lore, eat the world's heart-earned tropes and have them too. Though, with many of the things I do, they have them again after I've digested them: If you get my whiff.

[Bruce V]

I sense the High Moon of Imaginative Process and "evolution", signified by the Priestess of tarot, and the "lower" or "unconscious" moon of 'archetypal' repetition embracing, as Cheshire Cat's grin, the Sun of my current attention. And, through Itinerant Lore, eat the world's heart-earned tropes and have them too. Though, with many of the things I do, they have them again after I've digested them: If you get my whiff.

The Hanging Man hopes that Ganesh keeps the mouse under control until Plotinus is happy.

[rowens]

What makes my magic more worthwhile for me is that I'm not Platonic. My magic doesn't work because I have a framework, it works when I don't. Frameworks are like the scaffolding around the building while it's being made. Same thing with reading and practicing. The real magic happens when the work stops, the scaffolding is removed, and I stagger drunkenly, like an autistic King Kong, into the building. And when I say into, I mean in, too.