chiasm, as explored by maurice merleau-ponty.
discursus, as explored by roland barthes.
(rather than discussion and debate, or monologue (Ich-Es), i am exploring an intertwining of argumentation, discourse- overlap in meanings, communication, words- weaving of thoughts, writing, dialogue (Ich-Du), etc.)

Thursday, August 28, 2008

The World is upon me...

Death.. is upon me. As the heavens fall in-to place
themselves on me. The earth with molten rock glistens against its pale side, side by side the Planets play their games among us. Swing to the melody of Love as it bleeds from hearts sunken into the World's burning core from out of those Bodies who could no longer bear the weight of saliva, tear, and confusion. Stars and bodies magnified through doorways and peepholes, fall upon me. fall upon me. Weight is upon me. Light is upon me. Death is upon me. Fall on me. Bright. White. Light.




The field of science which we call The Cosmogony and which has been taken up by the alchemists, was actually an eclectic Cosmology based on Aristotle's concept about the Universe, which was somehow influenced by both Jewish-Christian and Gnostic religious ideas. The alchemists used to consider that the emanation of Light within the primal Chaos divided the four elements which finally were situated according to their weight: the soil (earth) in the centre then, the water, the air, and the fire.



the burning world, swans.


Swans
The River That Runs With Love Won't Run Dry :
Oh My Father He Was Born Beneath The Water
And My Mother She Was Born To No One's Daughter
And I, I Was Born Beneath The Dying Sun
Born From The Mouth Of A River That Would Not Run Dry
La La La La La La La La La Lie
La La La La La La La La La Lie
Oh The River That Runs With Love It Won't Run Dry
La La La La La La La La La Lie
Well I Awoke This Morning In The Blackest Night
And A Million Stars Were Aching In The Sullen Sky
And I Heard The Great Machines As They Bled And Cried
And I Saw The End Of The World, I Had No Question Why
La La La La La La La La La Lie
La La La La La La La La La Lie
Hold On To The One You Love And Kiss Her Before She Dies
Oh The River That Runs With Love It Won't Run Dry
Oh My Father Made The Water When He Cried
But The River That Runs With Love It Won't Run Dry
And The Sun Will Burn A Hole In The Purple Sky
But The River That Runs With Love It Won't Run Dry

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