I just saw Limitless (which was ponderously provocative), and recalled this Leary piece. by Timothy Leary You might catch yourself sliding in and out … relax and enjoy it. This is an experiment in mind formation, in-formation, forming, controlling, operating your mind and your brain, using digital techniques to overload, scramble, confuse, unfocus your mind. The natural state of the brain is chaos. We’re dealing with a complexity of in-formation. The first thing to do is to overwhelm your focused mind, your linear mind, by overloading signals, digital patterns, clusters of photons and electrons which produce a pleasant state of […]
Daily Archives: August 9, 2011
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The Trove Down with the Invisible Regime (02/18/2011) – There is a possible revolution on every corner. Greenage in Your Gourd! (01/10/2011) – Yerba, Baby. My life is so much better with me in it (11/30/2010) – Okay, programmy album title. Twitching Mystic (09/13/2010) – In the dark center of the Temple of Reason is a mystic-priestess in ecstasy. Typographical Eros (08/24/2010) – Re-reading work is excruciating for self-critical perfectionists. But typographical eros is a more loving approach. Dead Buddha (08/13/2010) – Aren’t they all? Spontaneous Picnic (07/05/2010) – with B&T on Gale Meadows Pond … Enigmaic Tortilla (04/22/2010) – […]
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Black caterpillar red mushroom Strolling trance, fading pen whirling water sandy path waving fern, breathe again Black fingers wagon trail red leaf, message sent trickle water pooling grief stone wall, breathe again Black eyes elbow tree bleeding mushroom, dripping end crashing down berry tomb wet leaf, beathe again Black cloud low growl talking trees, cryptic omen chirping rain blossom bees groaning song, breathe again (Tue, 08/19/2008)
Hunger looks through glass, through empty-handed, shivering branches, to an ebb and flow, to a sea. Flag poles planted in morass pledge allegiance to our fledgling fleet’s mother, who dies unknowingly. (Dec. 5, 2007)
I let go in order to grow down, into dark, nutritious ground. I feed my garden nectar of golden apples. Having freed my hands of tares from elsewhere, my plants grow so full weeds send up flares just to be noticed. (Sat, 08/21/2010)
Telephone cords and daffodils, Pelican beaks and ink spills, Wet kisses and electric bills, Laughing, gasping, sweating, chills. Fri, 05/16/2008
Telephone cords and daffodils, Pelican beaks and ink spills, Wet kisses and electric bills, Laughing, gasping, sweating, chills. Fri, 05/16/2008