“If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no light. If I lose paper and ink, I will write in blood on forgotten walls. I will write always. I will capture nights all over the world and bring them to you”
― Henry Rollins
Because I contain far more
then the contents of my content
Because I need somehow
to empty my being
before I explode
Because I need to relieve the pressure
of emotional storms and idea that
strike like lightning too fast and hard
I will create from the inside out.
Because as I express myself
I learn more of who I am
Because when I create art
I create myself as who I wish to be
Because there is expression
that comes through me not from me
I will create from the outside in
Because I see things in ways
no one else can or will
Because I have talent
and unused it will putrefy
Because I’ve grown addicted
to artistic expression
as a growth medium
I will to create
and I will create.
— G A Rosenberg
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Owl’s Flight in Fire by G A Rosenberg
While the World Dissolves Around Me by G A Rosenberg
A Gallery with the complete set of pictures depicting the Goetia has been added to Waking Spirals (http://wakingspirals.me). Check it out and let me know what you think.
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“The roots of language are irrational and of a magical nature.”
— Jorge Luis Borges
“Determined will is the beginning of all magical operations. It is because men do not perfectly imagine and believe the result, that the (occult) arts are so uncertain, while they might be perfectly certain.”
— Paracelsus
According to wikipedia, “In the dramatic arts, method acting is a group of techniques actors use to create in themselves the thoughts and feelings of their characters, so as to develop lifelike performances.” Yet how often in life do we act as our true selves? Too often it seems that we spend so much time worrying about the effect of our words and actions that they become more of an expression of how we wish to be perceived and not who we are. Even that tends to change depending on whom our perceived audience maybe.
I would play my true being and self consistently in all the moments of my life. Even more I would play the person I wish to be, unfettered by the expectations of others or the emotional dross and baggage that make up so much of my actions and reactions, Perhaps by adopting the form of my true self I could become my idealized self and thus become the stage for future becomings.
Blessings, G
“It’s all too much and not enough at the same time.”
— Jack Kerouac
My gorge has risen
perhaps derision
from decisions
eluding me.
Either way I’m feeling
my senses reeling
my stomach churning
my fever’s burning
concluding see
Taking a bit of a night off blog wise. see you all tomorrow.
Blessings, G
“We tremble with the violence of the conflict within us,—of the definite with the indefinite—of the substance with the shadow.”
— Edgar Allan Poe
I speak a lot about shadow and the parts of us we don’t want to face. I believe that if we don’t give voice to our own hidden depths that we will never be able to live a realized life. I have fought myself as much as anyone and ended up bruised and battered on a regular basis. Yet somehow either through fantasy or creating art or through seeing the worst parts of myself emerging during times of relationship stress those parts have come through. We all contain multitudes and I know there are still parts that have not yet found their voice and as with most of us they are often the parts that scream the loudest. The most heartening thing is that I no longer fear that inner shadow. I know that I cannot control it and it will emerge when it will. I have learned tho that seeking to reign it in gives it strength and while I cannot control my shadow, it cannot control me either. I have to learn to acknowledge it and coexist and to not fear it. For that way I will know myself and so better actualize my existence.
Blessings, G
“The purpose of poetry is to remind us
how difficult it is to remain just one person,
for our house is open, there are no keys in the doors,
and invisible guests come in and out at will.”
— Czesław Miłosz
The stranger in my mind was there again or maybe it was someone else. I never know who I’ll meet in there.
One claimed to be a god worshipped long ago. He offered to grant me powers and visions of my journey Another was a little girl crying for her mother.One took comfort and the other gave peace. Which was which you may guess.
There was a writer seeking dreams and a doctor seeking patience. Only one was satisfied.
The angry young man protested the injustice of his life and the judge gave her hard wise wisdom.
The goddess gave succour and the god gave wild dreams.
The business man had a drink and the begger gave him a dollar.
They come and they go parading past the mirror that shows my reflection.
An entire company of one.
Blessings, G
“We are, as a species, addicted to story. Even when the body goes to sleep, the mind stays up all night, telling itself stories.”
— Jonathan Gottschall
Once upon a time…
You should have been there…
Well I’ll tell you..
At a party..
In the forest…
In the desert…
I met..
I saw..
I was visited by..
I loved every moment
I hated it
Never Again..
If I ever have the chance..
I ran like hell…
then when I thought it was over…
BAM…
yes how was I to know..?
I should have known..?
We made love on the beach..
We talked until dawn..
I walked away..
I never..
He said…
She wouldn’t..
and then I returned..
an then I woke up..
and then She left..
Changed.
— G A Rosenberg
We are transformed by the stories we hear, the stories we tell and the stories we tell ourselves. Perhaps, at essence we are story that we make up as we go along and live as we make it up.
Blessings, G
Owl’s Flight in Fire by G A Rosenberg 
While the World Dissolves Around Me by G A Rosenberg 
