Broken in a Mosaic Cut-Up Kind Of Way

 

“Stop trying to ‘fix’ yourself; you’re NOT broken! You are perfectly imperfect and powerful beyond measure.”
― Steve Maraboli,

 

I stand, a broken man
well perhaps not broken
but composited
by wounds from the past
unexplained events that made no sense
abstract dreams with no grounds
painful conversations
and disjointed memories that could not resolve themselves.
Still I am complete in my being and becoming
Seek not to make sense
I’ve earned my confusion
my defusion and my delusion
There is no need to put me right
wrong or out of your sight
I am perfect in my shattered becoming
as you are in yours
I just allow the chaos to show
and the reality around me to bend.
— G A Rosenberg

 

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BlamelessBlameless by G A Rosenberg

 

A Ruby DreamA Ruby Dream by G A Rosenberg

 

Word Rhapsody

 

“We connect with the Other on the grounds that they keep their distance, that they do not demand from us or assert their Being, but rather play the role of abstract/grateful victim. The perverse (postmodern) libidinal pleasure is one of having a relationship but without the relationship as such; without the Real in the relationship”
— Glyn Daly

 

Who put the real in our relationship?
Is there any tea in our quality?
Did we close in our closeness
or go too far in our fear?
Did we become hapless in happiness?
Did we ever get together?
could we stare our mysterious ways
or figure out the what in weather?
— G A Rosenberg
A bit of word play while I shit through priorities after a week of cut-ups. The cut-ups were fun and a bit of a challenge tho I feel I want this blog to be something a bit more.
Still we will see where it goes.
Blessings G

 

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A Glimpse Below the SurfaceA Glimpse Below the Surface by G A Rosenberg

 

Crow's JourneyCrow’s Journey by G A Rosenberg

 

Cut-Up Miscellaneous Duality

 

“I had always been impressed by the fact that there are a surprising number of individuals who never use their minds if they can avoid it, and an equal number who do use their minds, but in an amazingly stupid way. I was also surprised to find many intelligent and wide-awake people who lived (as far as one could make out) as if they had never learned to use their sense organs: They did not see the things before their eyes, hear the words sounding in their ears, or notice the things they touched or tasted. Some lived without being aware of the state of their own bodies.”
— Carl Jung

 

no evil,no good and no gray, just vectors of existence
the snake weaving its way through…
showing that there is always more than the reality we know
(shadow abyss… apple, strange fruit as we all hang)
there is power in each surge…every touch of the abyss shakes the bubble reality
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“Have you ever found, when discovering a new writer who blows you away, a certain kind of mourning when you find they have passed? wishing that their insights continued tho you were little more than aware of them by name when they were alive?”

I am the ghost in the machine. The scent of honeyed seduction curling through my being

This is the house of the moon and the god forms are treated more eternal. Our job would be relatively simple, This is one of the rewards of playing around with symmetry. The role of the animal within is introduced alongside what are called “blocks to becoming” A becoming animal always involves
their thought. All we had to do was put everyday language into equation form and understand that the virgin whore is not simply a blend of the two poles.

Are we all Survival artists, surviving through anything life throws at us until we die or are we Non-Survival artists, each of us through our lives building towards our masterpiece of the life ending?

 

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Inspired SadnessInspired Sadness by G A Rosenberg

 

Reaching For the MoonReaching For the Moon by G A Rosenberg

 

Within the Mountains DreamWithin the Mountain’s Dream by G A Rosenberg

 

Archons ReturnArchon’s Return by G A Rosenberg

 

Streaming Full-Time Looking For Answers

 

“You were not there for the Beginning. You will not be there for the End… Your knowledge of what is going on can only be superficial and relative”
— William S. Burroughs

 

Relative time, Relative vision, Revision of time, Revision of memory changing the past to ensure a different tomorrow. Changing our future’s longing… our goals shifting towards the pleasure principle. We eat the fruit offered and leave the garden in search of new pleasures. She told us, he sold us and we felt the ecstasy. Turn left they said while other voices choir turn right so we travel in zig zags rolling our way towards our destiny.
Blessings, G

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EvocativeEvocation by G A Rosenberg

 

Inward CompassInner Compass by G A Rosenberg

 

A Surreal Date

 

““What is important is to spread confusion, not eliminate it.”
― Salvador Dalí

 

Whisper to me of the sandwiches you dreamed of. Show me the combination of tastes and colours that excites you. Give me your interest and I will try to gently hold it until it is time to put it down. We’ll walk in the ennui of wilted conversations and plant seeds for future entertainment. We’ll step over the drunk in the alleyway (making sure he’s comfortable) and continue beneath the polluted skies of our inner city dance floor. You’ll leave me wanting more and I’ll leave you caring less. Tho I still hear the line of tears beneath you.
Blessings, G

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Theres a Surreal Eggman in the SkyThere’s a Surreal Engman in the Sky by G A Rosenberg

 

Rise and SpiralRise and Spiral by G A Rosenberg

 

Cut Up Lunacy

 

You can never hold on to something that is truly beautiful; not without any consequences. There is a reason why roses have thorns.
— Adam Stanley

 

This is the house of the moon and the god forms are treated more eternal. Our job would be relatively simple, This is one of the rewards of playing around with symmetry. The role of the animal within is introduced alongside what are called “blocks to becoming” A becoming animal always involves
their thought. All we had to do was put everyday language into equation form and understand that the virgin whore is not simply a blend of the two poles. the snake weaving its way through…
showing that there is always more than the reality we know
(shadow abyss… apple, strange fruit as we all hang)
there is power in each surge…every touch of the abyss shakes the bubble reality as the entrance to the lunar mansion closes upon us.
Blessings, G

 

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Desiring BeingDesiring Being by G A Rosenberg

 

Sphere of InfluenceSphere of Influence by G A Rosenberg

 

My Mistress Art

 

“Art never seems to make me peaceful or pure.”
— Willem de Kooning

 

Art drives my dreams in colour and shape. My hands express visions that my mind can’t contain. I surrender to line and I kneel to the curve with symbols and memories of events I have never seen. Once known, my mistress cannot be forsaken tho my talent may never reach to encompass her. I will forsake all before I give her up and in her absence I am forlorn. I soil myself to feel her caress and each stain on my soul becomes yet another utterance given by her.
Blessings, G

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Riding Out the StormRiding Out the Storm by G A Rosenberg

 

Expecting Answers More ComplexExpecting Answers More Complex by G A Rosenberg

 

Cut Up Visions of Change

 

To detach yourself elegantly from the world; to give contour and grace to sadness; a solitude in style; a walk that gives cadence to memories; stepping towards the intangible; with the breath in the trembling margins of things; the past reborn in the overflow of fragrances; the smell, through which we conquer time; the contour of the invisible things; the forms of the immaterial; to deepen yourself in the intangible; to touch the world airborne by smell; aerial dialogue and gliding dissolution; to bathe in your own reflecting fragmentation…
— Emil Cioran

 

Quantum reality led several of the village elders to come to me. When I see an inquiry into the feeling of aggression, the initiate had to go into the same energy field and bring her back.
Alternate reality necessitates talking about your present life. I was invited. Make of that what you will. What appears to be involved are timeless genetic archetypes , the myths of the mother goddess.
As long as you remain in identity patterns, you know an age is turning. If we are late beyond dark. remember that Death will take from them even wisdom.
And that ended the broadcast.
Blessings, G

 

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h5 style=”text-align:center;”>Map No Longer the TerritoryThe Map is Still Not the Territory by G A Rosenberg
 

AttendenceAttendance by G A Rosenberg

 

Cut-Up Perceptions of Reality

 

“I will be your poet, I will be more to you than to any of the rest.”
— Walt Whitman

 

The light showed me a secret banquet. The great volcanic furnace travels silently from star to distant star. This method of training has nothing at all to do with religious upheaval
Passion I see is catching. Idealizing the world is a harmful paradox. Everything that we have been trying to avoid is a numerical value expressing the persistence of which we resist.
If you want to imply transformative spirit,have pride in your appearance. Tales linger on. All history of the DNA will offer two alternative pseudoexplanatirns.

In conclusion, what we do and how we feel appears that of choosing which of these conflicting models to “believe”.

 

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Phoenix Rising Over CityPhoenix Rising Over the City by G A Rosenberg

 

In the Belly of the Beast, the Spider AbidesIn the Belly of the Beast the Spider Abides by G A Rosenberg

 

Cut Up For A New Paradigm

 

“We seldom realize, for example that our most private thoughts and emotions are not actually our own. For we think in terms of languages and images which we did not invent, but which were given to us by our society.”
— Alan Watts

 

Since some three thousand translates into action, “Yesterday’s terrifying maniacs” have seen through it. If there is a common thread to the postmodern current, it is well that we met. I, too, have felt lost, and longed for direction and maybe we learn a little, century by century. In a healthy society, they have slowly relinquished that control so that right now it is in our power, I can’t help the way I feel. Let the wind speak. This is paradise.
Blessings, G

 

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A Lock in CombinationA Lock in Combination by G A Rosenberg

 

A Reptile OdysseyReptile Odyssey by G A Rosenberg