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Two new rants: Where's Frank and Who Killed Kelly?

RANT 1:

"The existence of the secret mind control programme of the CIA and the Army only came to light after Nixon’s resignation in 1974, when a fresh wind of “openness” seemed to flow through the opened windows of the Washington governmental offices. American journalist John Marks requested, using the Freedom of Information Act, several documents on the subject, which would result in Senate Hearings that occurred in 1977. A can of worms had been opened. Were there any references to Puharich in these documents? One of the projects that was part of this programme, BLUEBIRD/ARTICHOKE, ran from 1952 till 1956, roughly coinciding with the period when Puharich was assigned to Edgewood.--Philip Coppens, Beyond the stargate.

'Where's Frank?"

1953-56
A Can of worms or
A barrel of Cobras or
An Oil tanker, full of Killer halibut?

1953-56, while be-bop blazed
Inside the heads of a whole new language
A Bluebird ate an Artichoke in Maryland.

What devilry possessed the authorities
To break the first rule of psychic engagement?
They altered the mind-scape of psychiatric patients
At Powick 1953-56.
Sheer coincidence?

Puharich's book 'The Sacred Mushroom'
Can be found
In a library quite near to that famous Hospital
Called Powick, where Elgar found inspiration.
And where John Rowland Reece, and
Doctor Ronald Sandison gave LSD,
And WHO KNOWS? whatever else,
To inmates, patients, subjects, whatever you like
To call those people without medical training
At Tavistock, Harvard, Camp-X? etc.

Yes, you guessed it,
You have arrived in my conspiracy
A number of dots, nodes, junctions in history
That tie together a bunch of loose laces,
And not just any old boot,
These are in fact Wellington Boots,
With deep Amazon jungle vine, latticed
Across and around them.
Here we simply show how similar ideas and practices
Of a particularly secret and sordid species,
Were taking place AT THE SAME TIME.

Yet, in modern historical studies,
Political, psychiatric, cultural and lingual we find no
Official record of these things ever taking place
As a part of a bigger, more Unified, cross-Atlantic
CONSPIRACY.
You dig?
Here, once more, fly agaric 23 presents:
Beyond 2012 and the Storgate Conspiracy.
Where's Frank?

I'll get back to my tiresome intellectual pursuits
That center around uncovering beauty and symmetry
In language and culture, and sharing.
Making music, poetry, and fun, for the most part.

Helping other artists and individuals discover
Poetry, music and 'new questions',
I'll get back to 'art for social change' after
I write my piece leading directly into
'The social',
Yet operates
To nullify and 'void' the sad atrocities we have seen
perpetuated by Military Industrial pharmacological
Complex.

Church and State departments seem to me
To have sat around
Thinking of new ways to trick, torture and steal from
THE PEOPLE,
The serfs, the rest of US, not serving
Them directly or on the pay roll?
Imprisoning us in State Department Stores
And Church led psychiatric shops.

Drug stores and more stores than anyone
Even Orwell or BILL HICKS could have imagined.
ALL THIS mockery of the great human potential
And power for ALL-AROUND-THE-WORLD
Co-operative collaborative systems!

Inter-accomadative systems
Like those defined by the great
Buckminster Fuller, who, between the years
1953-56 seemed to be perpetuating LIVINGRY
And with POETRY.

And with attention to LANGUAGE. And to STRUCTURE
Clear and well defined.
Technical, mathematical, and simplified
EQUATIONS,
Bucky mixed all styles of textual communication,
Combined with his vast Omniverse of
DESIGN REVOLUTIONS.

And Bucky was mostly ignored, for the most part
By the special PSYCHIC-DRUG lords,
Busy tampering with mind-altering drugs
In the name of National Security, and the usual
Illuminati agenda of control, manipulation and
Masks.

1953-1956, where's Frank now?
What were they up?
Them same old company tricks?
We can only guess that the smoke thickens
Light disappears and Oxygen leaves the room
"Breath once more, son, and your history"
The spook said in my ear.

Don't ask, don't mention it,
"An Iraqi super gun full of sea-monkeys?"
The round table conferences
The Wasson trips and Life magazine,
What year, what year was it now? huh?

Wiki the decade 1950-1960.
See what's up?
Wiki Powick, wiki Mk-Ultra
Wiki John Rowland Reece
And James Jesus Angleton
Wiki 'Dr. Timothy Leary'
And compare your Government employed
Agents, and those self-employed.

Would they, could they
Did they, dey they?
What else did they do to us, drugs and experiments
Do you feel it yet? the pressure
Of having something terrible to describe
Like torture and scenes of abuse, the worst kinds
Of atrocities that 'take away' what defines humans,
In my view: the ability to say NO and mean it.

Maybe I am wrong on all accounts
Possibly...
a. There were no LSD experiments at either Powick or in Maryland during the period 1953-56.
b. There were experiments but with the intention of purely medical and research based experiments, to improve our collective understanding of the unconscious and help humanity and the individual better their communication, or some such 'positive' goal.
c. The experiments were only conducted using Mescaline and/or other psychoactive drugs, and/or methods such as Electro-shock so no LSD was used.
d. The secret services were not involved with the naive search for a 'Truth serum' and have had no interest in drugging people without their knowledge and observing them for the purposes of 'intelligence gathering' in the tradition of the more well known 'Nazi Doctors' and their in-human experiments.
e. I am an LSD casualty myself, and due to encounters with this marvelous medicine have developed an entire historical hallucination based upon a fictional Universe where nobody, not a soul, other than 'I' inhabit? None of these 'things' I write of are real. I invented them in a drug induced 'psychic' break with reality, in the singular.

And to Camp X-factor we run
Motor-way's and 'fish n' chip shops' flash by.
Alone, a thinker on the street, a self-employed
Agent dedicated to evolving all-around-the-world
Humanity,
And not just one company coffer.

I want the truth,
You can keep the serum,
Where's Frank?
I'll walk the plank scale for this my lovelies
James Bond dealt the acid, but never ate himself,
You dig.

Like Batman' s psychological warfare belt
Of drugs and potions,
1953-1956, come now, tell us, tell us all
I want to know your tricks and I want
To learn your trade, mate.
Is Frank here yet?
Where's Frank

RANT 2:

Who didn't murder David Kelly?

Who who who?
Somebody tried not to kill David Kelly, who?
David Kelly killed David Kelly?
Who didn't want him dead?
Who wanted David Kelly ALIVE, and why?
Who got blood on their hands, and who put
Blood on the Tele'?

Who who who?
An Iraqi weapons trade group?
Who want's him dead, who wants him alive?
Dead or alive, the question remains...
WHY DID TONY BLAIR OVERSEE FAKE INTELLIGENCE?
Why did the UK Government send hundreds of soldiers
To their deaths, based upon 'sexed up intelligence?"
Who who who benefits?
What wouldn't YOU have put past BUSH and BLAIR?

If D.K killed himself due to an honor principle
I would be honored if the other lying bastards behind the
Intelligence 'lies' concerning weapons of mass destruction'
Did the same thing, like how Bill Hicks might say it
"Kill Yourself, really" one less moron.
One less spook motherfucker!

So far, only David Kelly has done the honorable thing
Killed himself for what he had been a part of:
The manufacture of consent, the 'hoodwinking'
Of an entire nation, for the purposes of a continued
TRADE in weapons, poison, germs, guns and steel.

Tony Blair and his FAITH
In Lord Hutton, and Lord Hutton's faith that
70 years should do it, 70 years should be enough time
For humanity to forget, WHY, David Kelly killed himself
or Murdered himself? Murdered himself, huh?

So, it follows, if Kelly killed himself
We may look into the complex of factors that
Pushed him into the act, may we not?
Journalistic harassment, work pressure,
An unhealthy diet, psychiatric imbalance?
Lets not rule out any of these contributing factors
To his death, based on the 'suicide' model.

Maybe David didn't eat enough Artichokes?
What inquiry would find the media corporations
And Military itself 'guilty' of murder?
Like the JKF inquiry, you don't think these
Intelligencers are foolish enough to not have
THEIR MAN heading the so called inquiry?

Go back and look at the 911 commission
The 7/7 inquiry, the IRAQ WAR TRIALS,
The expenses scandal and, in fact, most Government
Investigations and inquiry's, even at the local level,
The courts have been 'packed'
The council 'stacked' with
THEIR men and their women,
Pretending to 'represent' us as some kind of
Autonomous 'free agent' whereas, in fact
They remain chiefly whipped into order by
Executive powers, spooks, investors,
Religious scripture.

Who who who?
Who can break this spell,
Who can show us the relative truth,
In such a way that we'll never forget again,
The power of motivated individuals to transform
Humanity through peaceful, non-violent means.
Who who who?

Ray Kurzweil, the Dali Lama?
Madonna, Oprah, Robby Williams
Who who who?
Mick Jagger and Paul Mcartney?
Ken Wilber, Alex Jones?
Arianna Huffington, Stephen Hawking?
Who who who, who can lift the great ball of crystal
Julian Assange?

Suicide or Murder?
What's the difference?
The question is WHO helped deceive the British people
Into buying a WAR and supporting a group of serial killers
In their on-going international 'shopalypse' campaign?

Who killed him, who killed Diana?
Who poisoned the Russian agent,
Who set the underground bombs,
Who befriended Hitler's buddy
Who invented the 'spy' game?
What's their name, rank, and file?

Who befriended the American spooks?
And invited them into town, Vatican contacts and all?
Who who who?

Who killed senator Wellstone,
Who set the building seven 'bomb'
Who hired Diabold
Who wanted John Lennon shot?
Who paid Trent Lott
Who hired terrorists?
Who runs a flight school
Who dealt the 'promis' software
Who flew those planes
Who builds the weapons, the guns, the poison?
Who tops the pop charts,
Who hosts the XX factor.

Who killed David Kelly, and who forces us to
Stop thinking about it by releasing 'papers' that say
Keep calm and carry on?
Ignore the Kellenedy assassination.
Your missing valuable drinking time.

TTOTT WHEELS GO AROUNDAROTA

TTOTT WHEELS GO AROUNDAROTA

TTOTT WHEELS GO AROUNDAROTA

BALANCING THE EQUATIONS WITH TRIADS.

I view a part of my task in setting up a table of ttott correspondences as providing examples of how the tables can be used to create various effects. Both as study guides into historical, biographical work and as imagination guides into the tale of the tribe, and the new translations.

The triangular structure enables opposing characteristics of mildness and severity a point of resolution and of synthesis, a middle path that may recycle the energies back and around and in so doing balance the opposing forces. The general idea of dividing 30 characters into 10 sets of triangulated groups of three characters, for example, may provide a working model for a rough structure, as would 15 sets of waltzing duo's of opposing forces or a 'coincidance of contraries' as Joyce put it in Finnegans Wake.

GEODESICS

I have developed number systems for working out the new maps, due to the possibility of multi-dimensional models at a latter stage of the project, whereby objects containing various symbols and images can be folded and enfolded. I have already experimented with a TTOTT Dodecahedron of 20 sides and 12 vertices, and in principle, the numbers 30, 60, 90,120 and 150 all render symmetrical objects upon which information may be presented, here I pay tribute to Buckminster Fuller, and Giordano Bruno.

THE TALLY OF THE TRIBE.

The set of 5 wheels I have designed each have 30 'nodes' on their belt of concentric rings. I made them by choosing 5 major categories: Tailors, Theolo, Texts, Teachings, Totems (Human Beings, Spirits, Texts, Principles, Objects).

I have chose to recycle 'T' words and keep a running TTOTT structure to each heading and category I make. The TTOTT logo features four 'T's tilted to create a four way symmetry (+) with a circle placed central. If you pretend to say the word 'T' you'll notice your tongue gets right up on your teeth, and if you make a repeated 'T' sound you may notice that you sound a little like a Hi-Hat cymbal, and, that you can repeat the letter 'T' faster and with more control than possibly any other letter in the English Alphabet? This will have some correspondence to the spoken word and spoken drum components to the class, but also keep the original TTOTT (the tale of the tribe) intact.

Giordano Bruno used the number 30 often when constructing his wheels and wheels within wheels. Although unlike Bruno, my belts are so far only attenuated to the TTOTT matter, and simply borrow the use of the number 30 and the idea of putting lists of things on concentric rings, 5 in total, producing 150 nodes, or images in Bruno's model, that I should add seems incredibly more complex and refined than my wheels. Reading Bruno recently led me to revisit the idea of having 30 things on revolving tables, something I used to anchor some themes in an early edition of my book: World Piss: 30 seals and the spore of the words.

All the characters that follow Bruno chronologically can appear on the wheels that he inspired, together with Giambattista Vico, (another philosopher of the revolutionary hermetic renaissance tradition), the tribal characters can ride the wheel, the turning tables of correspondences, and so unify in that movement, that ever-changing sensibility and decentralized and rotational wisdom. A revolutionary force.

CONNECTING CYCLES AND CIRCUITS

The tale of the tribe must be a connected network, otherwise it is useless. A new team of nodal points, shared swarms that link together. The goal of a hologramic network, a poem, novel, screenplay, album, performing overlapping functions, working together.

The triple spiral symbolizes the rotational and spiral nature of the connected works of Dr. Robert Anton Wilson, the triad or delta that symbolizes femininity and the triple goddess. Vico and Joyce and Nietzsche feed off the spiraling principles of recorsi. Giordano Bruno and his "Memory Wheels" plus Giambattista Vico and his "Cycles of Ages", Frederich Nietzsche and the "Eternal Return", Ernest Fenollosa and the omni-directional radiance of "Chinese Symbolism", William Butler Yeats and his dynamic "Gyres" and "Unity of Being" and 'Symbolism', Ezra Pound and his "Revolutionary Calendar" and 'Ideogramic method of juxtaposition', James Joyce and his spiral powered "coincidance of contraries & resolution of opposites", Buckminster Fuller and the moving "Synergistic" principles. Meanwhile Alfred Korzybski and his "General Semantics", Marshall McLuhan and his "Global Village Tribes", Orson Welles and his "Neurological Cinematic Relativity", Claude Shannon and "Information Theory" and other recurring geniuses and their additional contributions to humanity intersect with connecting threads represented by Dr. Wilson. In my opionion at their most potent when writing on Joyce: the mother-load of compressed hermetic wisdom.

THE TURNING OF THE TRIBE

The new maps and seals I present are a work in progress and as far as I know a unique way of processing the information, and potentially a relatively simple and sharable method for others to conduct similar research.

I would like to present a kind of Top Trumps challenge to create an equally revolutionary belt of innovative thinkers, or simply use any combination of belts on any grouping of things that you may wish, make it new! Bio-seasonal, calendrical, astrological and cosmological belts for example, may add many useful functions, the possibilities are literally endless with this, but I have chose to stack and pack a krewe that I believe represent the tale of the tribe as defined by Dr. Wilson, quite a bunch', to perhaps provide a new platform for collaborative investigations, and new interpretations. Nodes or units of distilled cultural inheritance.

Tailors, Theolo, Texts, Teachings, Totems (Human Beings, Spirits, Texts, Principles, Objects). v1.0

"Alighieri, Dante" Agnosticism Arrow Atem-Re Avision
"Bruno, Giordano" Buddhism Binocular Baal Book Of The Law
"Crowley, Aleister" Cinema Verite' Cup Circe Cantos
"Dick, Philip K." Deconstructionism Disk Dionysis Divine Comedy
"Escher, M.C" Epistemology Earring Eris Everything is Under Control
"Fuller, Buckminster" Fourth Way Flag Findabair Flying Saucers
"Gurdjieff, G.I" General Semantics Glasses Ganesha Gulliver's Travels
"Hesse, Herman" Hologrammic Prose Headdress Horus Holographic Universe
"Ibsen, Heinrik" Information Theory Ink Ishtar Illuminatus Trilogy
"Joyce, James" Jungian Psychology Joystick Jove Jitterbug Perfume
"Korzybski, Alfred" Kabbalah Kettle Kallisti Knox Om Pax
"Leary, Timothy" Lullism Lamp Lugh Liber 777
"McLuhan, Marshall" Magick Mitten Ma'at Mass Psychology Of Fascism
"Nietzsche, Friederich" Neuro Linguistic Programming Nail Naga New Science
"Olson, Charles" Ontology Oblisk Osiris Open Society And Its Enemies
"Pound, Ezra" Pataphysics Pincer Prometheus Politics Of Ecstasy
"Quiggly, Carroll" Quantum Psychology Quilt Quetzalcoatl Quantum Psychology
"Reich, Wilhelm" Recorsi Rope Ra Recorsi
"Shannon, Claude" Synergetics Scissor Sarasvati Science and Sanity
"Tesla, Nikola" Tessellation Turntable Thoth Tale of The Tribe
"Unrah, Wes" Unity of Being Umbrella Utu Understanding Media
"Vico, Giambattista" Vorticism Viol Vishnu VALIS
"Welles, Orson" Witchcraft Wand Woden White Goddess
"X, Malcolm" Xenolinguistics Xylophone Xi Wang Mu Xo-psychology
"Yeats, W. Butler" Yin Yang Yurt Yu Huang Yajur Veda
"Zenji, Dogen" Zetetics Zip Zarathustra Zen
"Neumann, John Von" Modernism Mirror Aphrodite Book of Shadows
"Fenollosa, Ernesto" Ideogrammic Method Pipe Pan Ulysses
"Bandler, Richard" Eternal Return Breastplate Luna Cosmic Trigger
"Wiener, Norbert" Neuro-Logic Ring Aphrodite Critical Path

email to the tribe: with fly

email to the tribe: the tale of the tribe.

The tale of the tribe approximates a tale of humanity, or 'tales', a new global epic that must capture illuminating details from humanity and juxtapose them in a special way using special language (Hologrammic prose, the Hermetic style, Ideogrammic method, Joyce's 'epiphany' etc.) Dr.Robert Anton Wilson crafted his tale of the tribe to suit, among other definitions; the architects of post-modem' cyber-culture, reaching back to the renaissance and pulling up-tense to our decentralized--hyper connected--future present.

During a six week period, I-fly will share his open interpretations of the tale of the tribe, performing an on-line multimedia vortex of signals, dialed into James Joyce, Ezra Pound, Giordano Bruno, Marshall Mcluhan, 'Bucky'Fuller, and RAW himself.

email to the tribe will reprocess communications from across time, and produce new maps, new metaphors, and mold new memes that help forward the tale of the tribe and the RAW wisdom oozing out from all quarters.

Each week fly will provide a spread of multimedia for you to process, generally keeping in step with the program, encouraging a wide variety of conversation and focused feedback. Feel free to drop in and drop out, as you like.

EMAIL TO THE TRIBE: WEEKLY PRESCRIPTION.

WEEK ONE - WHEELS AND CYCLES (Sep 20-26)
The wheels of the tribe go around and around.
WEEKLY DOSE: Decentralized and Rotational Map Warfare.

WEEK TWO - GENERAL EPIPHANY (Sep 27-3rd October)
Hologrammic Prose and meaningful common speech
WEEKLY DOSE: RAW-FLY interviews. (Oct 4-10)

WEEK THREE - IDEOGRAMMIC FULLERENE (Oct 11-17)
The synergy of history
WEEKLY DOSE: Vicosahedron and Canto LXVI. Open Source History.

WEEK FOUR - GLOBAL FEEDBACK (Oct 18-24
If its not connected its useless
WEEKLY DOSE: Shannanigums Wave & Future Present.

WEEK FIVE - CINEMA OF UNITY (Oct 25-31)
Moving pictures to TV/Internet
WEEKLY DOSE: Maybe Logic & RAW Multimedia.

WEEK SIX - THE TALE OF THE CYBERNET (Nov 1-5)
My-wiki-face-twitter
WEEKLY DOSE: Work of the tribe. email to the tribe.

COURSE TEXTS: Recorsi by Robert Anton Wilson.

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John Sinclair Radio Show #338

Please visit my blog: FATTENING BLOGS FOR SNAKES. Dedicated to the music, writing and social activism of John Sinclair, love, steve.

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John Sinclair Radio Show #338

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The John Sinclair Foundation Presents
Café The Zen
Saturday, August 22, 2010 @ 2:00-3:00 am [20-1034]
Amsterdam, NL.

Our program this week emanates from Café The Zen in Amsterdam where we’ve been based all week with the New Orleans action painter called Frenchy and 101 Runners pianist Tom Worrell plus guitarist Vincent Pino (from Venezuela), drummer Steve Fly (UK) and bassist-engineer Leslie Lopez (Puerto Rico)—the International Blues Scholars. We’re listening to music we made here at Studio Zen on Monday night (16) and at the 420 Café on Wednesday (18), where we were joined by Chris Jones (New Orleans) on bongos during his brief visit to Amsterdam, and we’ve got a few records to add by Alberta Adams & the Planet D Nonet, Kermit Ruffins, Lenny Bruce on airplane glue, and Brother Jack McDuff. Rasdan makes a brief recorded announcement from Café The Zen while he presently languishes in a Dutch jail waiting to be deported back to Suriname for lack of proper paperwork. Free Rasdan!

Playlist 338
[01] Opening Music: Tom Worrell & the International Blues Scholars: Tipitina
[02] John Sinclair Intro Comments with Larry Hayden & Steve Fly
[03] Ras Dan: Pasa Ding De Café Zen
[04] John Sinclair & His International Blues Scholars: Louisiana Blues
[05] John Sinclair & His International Blues Scholars: The Delta Sound
[06] John Sinclair Comments & Conversation with Larry Hayden & Steve Fly
[07] Alberta Adams & Planet D Nonet: Say Baby Say
[08] Kermit Ruffins: I Got a Treme Woman
[09] Lenny Bruce: Airplane Glue
[10] Brother Jack McDuff: Smut
[11] John Sinclair Comments & Conversation with Larry Hayden & Steve Fly
[12] Closing Music: John Sinclair & His International Blues Scholars: friday the 13th > monk in orbit > my buddy

Hosted by John Sinclair for Radio Free Amsterdam
Produced, recorded, edited & assembled by John Sinclair
Posted by Larry Hayden
Executive Producer: Larry Hayden
Special thanks to Celia Sinclair, Frenchy, Tom Worrell, Vincent Pino, Steve Fly & Leslie Lopez—Leslie Lopez, The Man
© 2010 John Sinclair. All Rights Reserved.

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GULF OIL SPILL POEM from October 2009

When I first heard about the Oil rig explosion on 4/20 (2010) I quickly thought about my writing dedicated to the SUPER MAJOR's of the OIL GAME, and in particular BP, that I turned to BRITISH PETROILMEN.

I consider some lines in the poem pretty spot on considering what happened since writing and posting it. Bringing the worlds at-tension to the SUPER MAJORS, fossil fuels, oil, war and greedy irresponsible international corporate terrorism.

I hope to have balanced the bad oil boys and their igonorance with some beauty and intelligence of our Mermaid's, the sea shells and ocean life of clean goodness, love, steve fly.

COPENHAGEN INTERPRETATION 2009: What Poetry?

Shannanigums Wave Book III Chapter XII by flyagaric23

“Us clams must stick apart” –Feudal Baron Periwinkle III.

Aphrodite rose from sea foam in film. Merry Mermaid & love goddess surfinn her scallop chariot through twisted arms of godsoilmen and sludge. She has risen to meet the supermajors to balance scales and dance to the finnance seers circe song. Gulf scoop. Venus Arise! Awake. Hail Eris! Drink snail wine and toast to King scallop, loops. Sail up Botticelli’s shell birth canal, known by cockle, hat and staff, Cruz’ past oily Slick Cheney news. We roe under the sign, past energy task force positions. The Galloping Scallop clad man of greek myth. The Knights bejewelled in clam lips and kisses. Rich blue Oil spill or mother of pearl? Like blended parrots and dead plankton, mixed emulsions. Beautiful Miss. Oil Spill?

Crude awakening to the spill-age. A Collosal squid princess riding old Jakobsschelp to help a Hutch load of old scallops rise out the Seafloor Blues. Deep sea things speak! Lo! Scallops of the ocean down by the great rising Chiefs. Take Big Periwinkle into your earshell. Smell the sign, touch the symbol, has it got ridges? Dreams cast to sea to see in a Venus shell in a mother of pearl breast. Dead Plankton in the paint painted on Saints of the swamp. And the city sewers flow. Heed the clam of commerce and the cockle-shock shimmy. A shell of transfusion, what sea-shell sign symbol confusion. Emerging on a horse covered in Scallops? Yes, Prince Periwinkle gallops-up stream like Salmon. Skullops for one shelling a dollop. Sea wave-wind Mussels flex into fossils. Oh, more yet, invisible smell of oilamp from the limpet. The Penis of Mr. Big Periwinkle is swelling, a telling sign of the times. Lets Oil the Oystery of Oil, and stir with a staff, lets foil Big sharks, get shocked, struck coil! Row roe with the Tide Swell batter and salt. Swim with the titanic Sementic shift, up out the shell, again, to tell a snail tale of the planetary shaft.

Son’s of Thunder Juice, Snel, quick up to defend the word. A sea slug with untold feet, runs with you. Hoily Tools of the Big Petrol scoop and scope scheme, wallops the marine scene with unclean oil sheen. Another spellage. Ocean deep n' blue, packed full of shell-rooms, true teachers of petrochem generation X. Drill here. Rise up like foam, Alexthunder Oil the Shah Cockle and the unseen shellhand scoop, arise fortuna. Waxy Parrot Snot in the sea banks, how to dress up a death spill? Casting Shells - The wavy lines trace swellmighty calm. His Loch' Holiness the Buddhaclam Caliph of Pearl of the Santiago Shell mound gate tell us, what fate? Great clam emperor of the Mollusca lineage, Big Up your shelf. By nature the sign, 500 Million years of geometry spun, sings in holy brine water, the Duke Periwinkle Clam tissue of ivory Sheen? Look down the well. Oily DEA and ivory salt newspaper scalps litter our vessel, truth and beauty from underwater vents, meanwhile oilmen pollute the ocean-Green with sculpted Pipe lines, crime waves of DEA projects, No Oildea how sticky their handshells.

To the Great Old One's, please hear us and help a sign-sailor resist a supermajor temptress, blackmailing a redesign. Each cell on the Shell glitters and does not glisten. Clamco on our sex organs. Oil spill, pipe-line, spoil, Usury, coercion, interference with the flow. Oyster Gods of ancient oceans sculpt the wave and weave pearls for serpents teeth to sew. WWII elixir prohibition, in the name of thy snakeoil potions, Rise, Oh. Sea-meat wonders with one hundred eyes that dwell upon Old heraldic shields, Rise up like bubbles and show us your shape. If only Molluscs could grow wings? Dutch English American statistics, more scallops? Roam the ocean wide with the Sigil of Galloping shells tells a whale of a trial of a clam, with snapping hinge teeth. Big Blood and loot (bleep) swinging from the Scallops pole, I and Shelly, and our Seal: Koninklijk. A Toast to Scallops and the food of Godzilla, and the marvel of Clam propulsion.

Venus come surfing on a scallop, leading with a shell in hat and staff in hand. Scholar. Mussel Swimming down Saint James's glory-gate to stealth Oil Cow & coo. Scoop it. And the church Redlips TTOTTAL Informollusc. Sculp. Crude awakening. Cockoily and Crude Millions scalloped out of the earth's. Intimidated pilgrims raise a Church shoal. To the Botticelli Shell-mex, mix, to the - Supermajor – noGods’ and the shall he, Shall he not trotter. Heart of calcite, home of crystal. Toil to swim with the ASA Esso sponsors. Pick a Shell and drink James Juice. The sacred periwinkle proportions, now sea gold. Periwinkle Cockle and aragonite Shillyshellying, on land we're all out of gas? Gaia Scalp flake, dry rot and sun burn, Crashing oil and Blood in similar waves, Half-mollusc, half man with a vulva Cuthulu cult riding a Periwinkle to shore, to soil on past British Patrolingmen. Deep Rejoice – Skol - of the sea leagues 93’000 species of Mollusc, calcium from sea, Saint James Juice “No thankyou.” Oh, resurrecting Periwinkle is forbidden? Greenwash be damned, HOLY Scollop of truth Swim on your way! Oh, Mollusc gas around pilgrims Hands. Scooping the word. Praise the Count of cockles who calculates the calcium content. Re-shore em’ that Oystery has Pearls. Barons to protect the crust. Don't drill, hear! The silver pink flesh remaining of ocean Sheild. What pearls lie in the sign. Schaaldrake Unreeled from the Well, winds blowing above the abyss of humanity.

A clamber of underwater James shimmer “What the devil’s covering you, old directors?” The Hat clamp too. Holy floor, must be peak oil time! Shall we use our gills to push? Praise oceans Brand waves. The fisherman on fire, Oil brigade, fire brigade. What Sustenance? Entangled oil pipline artery of earth rot? Well well well, Oil be damned! eyel. The stolen dead plankton. The dead seamen-oil-blood transfusion. The Tectonic shifts and shafts. Swallow the shilly-shally sea and go a’ rumaging. A mussel bound wisdom tongue in a Dutch pit. Venus in shell, that feminine Scallop. Beware the starfish and oystercatchers and Condi Rice. Our boat enters the earshells of Leviathon. Seers are feeding, so meditate on bivalvia underground and grow new ears. Total germs. Sea worms fight back. Please dive off the Euro board and Rejoice for James Juice. Hoily Houses Haunt Oystery sauce. The currents of Oysery in the Musselmen’s. How to Oil the machine and then stir, sir?

Scallop filtration of nature Mouth pit. Hermaphrodite Samuel of the black-gold waters. Global eyes of the oceanic gleam where Ibskal speak of sea diamonds, pearls and disturb the Calm mud. Look Deep, look well , lick the James Juice-oil, drink the poison and ride the snake to the pit of Saint DEA, to planet Exo-Clamboil. Elders send word of hope, inducing Amanita Mollusca. Sometides wash nutrients up Ripples of the great allrudy wish-ways prepear’d with proportions of Baron periwinkles dimples. Chevrollop, clamswallop, wham. Big Shh’ galaxy, in silence. And inside the noble clam chamber Mr. Mussel finds shelter from transfusions and Cockledoom on a dinner plate. Oh shil, you supermajor logo shystirs. Rumble of waves around scalloped edge - where Venus teleports - to visit ecstatic ten-thousand. And Brand new standards, drink the ocean ink of clam soup. Ingest the Hoily Ocean Extracts from the me-a-ning Well, it's all for the best. Wade through the bauxite, don’t step on our eggshares show foresight. Juice the wellwell markets, be merry, speak into these eggshawls. Schelp, I need some clammy mammy? Muscle and sperm of capitol, testoss and hydrocarbons, Thankyou, the pearls really shine. 500 Million years of Scallop evolution sculpted from chalk with tyme.

Real Crotch Oil spread and royal Roe Smoothie. The synchro-swimming around the OVA, mixing a schaal alliance. Pink into the black current. Shellfish swim for ecosystem and it’s edges. The taste and Zap, filtering compost on sea-bed, the underwater awakening, like Fungus, the Clam infiltrates the swill. Heaven and Hell, the birth of Lucifer von Periwinkle and his Kingdom Oilmen! Lo, the chatter and Swell, the Venus and the Vulva. Marian’s Well. Like a Mermaid's, always moist. Master of devices and of painted Green weeds. Grow. A Pilgrim Artefact slyjacked. Marian! Murmur and maid, with comb and mirror, homeless, Comb exchanged for a clam-pick to pluck Lyre songs. Merry tinkles of shells and deep-blues for heads. Oh yeah, to schell the proof to buy the truth. Sea Red and sigil read. Michelle, and her pink mantle. Swimming with our vows to explore the edges of the Sun. Elixir of Baron Periwinkle makes a tasty tipple. A tale maybe a virus. Vile us! With a treacherous hijacked Scallop - snapping - at your toe, out to out brand Oil. Way out. Respect the Hoily mollusc of Saint James. These Claims of holy clams clamp down on Baron Periwinkle’s clump, so Dive down and pry benearth. The Venus Mermaiden has risen from the sea to show you her she-sails.

SHANNANIGUMS WIKI

Finnegans Wake vs. The Volcano

I often search the wake for terms and words of interest to me, on a whim. Here I simply quote to instance of the word VOLCANO in the wake. I suspect Joyce surrounded these words with others of a similar nature, or with a strong affinity with one another; a node/cluster of Volcanic fall out. VOLCANO seems another description of the wake, a literary Volcano of languages, hot out the mamalujo womb of the Earth itself, forged in the unspeakable furnace and tossed of out a mountain top resulting in a upward fountain of European chaos and mayhem. Except, unlike a real geological Volcano, the wake plots itselves' back together again by a re-amalgam of the coincidance of contraries that brought it about in the first place.

I shot be shoddied, throttle me, fine me cowheel for ever,
usquebauched the ersewild aleconner, for bringing briars to
Bembracken and ringing rinbus round Demetrius for, as you wrinkle
wryghtly, bully bluedomer, it's a suirsite's stircus haunting
hesteries round old volcanoes. We gin too gnir and thus plinary
indulgence makes collemullas of us all. But Time is for talerman
tasting his tap. Tiptoptap, Mister Maut.
He made one summery (Cholk and murble in lonestime) of his
the three swallows like he was muzzling Moselems and torched
up as the faery pangeant fluwed down the hisophenguts, a slake
for the quicklining, to the tickle of his tube and the twobble of
his fable, O, fibbing once upon a spray what a queer and queasy
spree it was. Plumped. - James Joyce, Finnegans Wake, pg. 319.

I am now becoming about fed up be going circulating about them
new hikler's highways like them nameless souls,ercked and skorned
and grizzild all over, till it's rusty October in this bleak forest
and was veribally complussed by thinking of the crater of some
noted volcano or the Dublin river or the catchalot trouth
subsias away out or to isolate i from my multiple Mes on the
spits of Lumbage Island or bury meself, clogs, coolcellar and all,
deep in my wineupon ponteen unless Morrissey's colt could help
me or the gander maybe at 49 as it is a tithe fish so it is, this
pig's stomach business, and where on dearth or in the miraculous
meddle of this expending umniverse to turn since it came into
my hands I am hopeless off course to be doing anything
concerning. - James Joyce, Finnegans Wake, pg. 410.

Part one of RAW's book Coincidance starts with a piece called SYNCHRONICITY AND ISOMORPHISM IN FINNEGANS WAKE. And features an essay: THE PHYSICS OF SYNCHRONICITY (pg. 147), that I believe criss-cross with study of the New Physics and the possible, most probable, I deduct, Holographic Universe model of 'reality' 'consciousness' and 'Synchronicity' as defined by Dr. Wilson, in the language Cybernetics and Neurologic. http://wordspore.blogspot.com/2010/04/dedicated-to-inspiration-for-this-work.html

by thiswis aposterioprismically apatstrophied and paralogically
periparolysed, celestial from principalest of Iro's Irismans ruinboon pot
before, (for beingtime monkblinkers timeblinged
completamentarily murkblankered in their neutrolysis between the possible
viriditude of the sager and the probable eruberuption of the
saint), -- James Joyce, Finnegans Wake, pg.612.

"Such different accounts of a single event, however, are treated in Finnegans Wake not as inconsistent but as complementary. Like the corpuscular and the undulatory characteristics of light in Bohr's complementarity principle, they are but different facets of the same entity. Even such disparate views as those held by Saint Patrick and the Archdruid in their debate on the "true inwardness of reality" (611.21) are ultimately dissolved into a complementary unity:

for beingtime monkblinkers timeblinged complementarily murkblankered in their neutrolysis between the possible viritude of the sager and the probable eruberuption of the saint. (612.21-24)

Finnegans Wake shares this complementarity with quantum physics as it shares the spatiotemporal unity with the relativity theory. Joyce points out in his book that only through unification of apparently disparate concepts can the "true inwardness of reality" shine through: "And let every crisscouple be so crosscomplimentary, little eggons, youlk and meelk, in a farbiger pancosmos" (613.10-12).
http://duszenko.northern.edu/joyce/quanta.html

Twenty Twelve Line Versus on the tale of the tribe

Twenty Twelve Line Versus the tale of the tribe (v2.0) by Fly Agaric 23.

EZ
Ching Ming
The Cantos
A m e r i c a
& Knu Directions
Imagist Bard Ezra
Ideogramic Methods
The Tale of the Tale of the Tribe
& the Farben-Bush works still intact
Idaho London Rapallo Paris
Literary Cathay Blast Economic
Vorticist Activist Kulchur Correspondent

Jim
Joyce
Finnegan
Metempsyco
Portrait of the Art
Epiphany Paris
Walk in progress Dubling
Chamber Music Slice of Joy-life
Hologramic Prose Eulogy
Waking Finnegan Waking them again
Yeats Bruno Pound Vico Nietzsche McLuhan
Stephen Dedalus Leopold Bloom Ulysses

Yeats
Butler
W i l l i a m
Second Coming
Poets Golden Dawn
Fenollosa through Ez
Irish Ballad Synge and Swift
Poet Playwrite at the Hawks Well
The Call to East the Fall to Gonne
Cycles of the Moon Cycles of the Sun
Translate Japanese Cuchulain Noh play
Abbey Theatre Easter Modernism up-rise

Great
Nietzsche
E t e r n a l
Return Dead Gods
Rapallo Olga
Philosophy Logic
Theology Friederich
Philologist Pastmodernische
Superman God Joyce Pound Yeats Freud Jung
This very spider moonlight World Wide Web
Existential Philologist Genius
Beyond Good And Evil Thu s Spake Zarathustra

Is
Alfred
Korzybski
Or is he knot
General Semantics
Korzybski Sapir Whorf
Linguistical Genius
Aristotle turned on his Head
Neurologic Map Territory
Teacher of Burroughs Impact on Bucky
Spacetime-Binding Timespace-Binding Linguistic
The Manhood of Humanity Science and Sanity

Sweet
Bruno
Pantheon
Decentralized
Magic Memory
Giordano Nolan
Hermetical Tradition
John Dee and Edward Kelly Tree
The Perfect Model of Cyberspace
The Book of Shadows Book of Thirty Seals
Cosmology Transmigration Heretic
Astronomer Philosopher Mathematical

Claude
Shannon
I n t e r n e t
Software Hardware
Math Whizz M.I.T
Information Theory
And Negative Entropy
Communicate and Calculate
Broadband Bits and Channel que pasa?
Shannon Equations Digital Father
Mathematical Electrical Mini Max
Norbert Weiner John Von Neumann Allen Turing

Art
Clings To
Old Ernest
F e n o l l o s a
Japan America
Oriental Scholar
Widow gave Ez dossier
The Chinese Written Character
As A medium for Poetry
Poems Symbolic Structure In Nature
Ezra and Yeats read with London Imagists
And Marshall McLuhan made Square Dollar Series.

Welles
Orson
Processing
V i s i o n a r y
Cine’ Verite’
War Of The Worlds Macbeth
Citizen Kane F For Fake
Interruption Orson Magick
Child Prodigy writing Camera
T.V Illusion Internet Era
Featuring in a Special Cameo Role
William Randolf Hearst Howard Hughes and Elmyr

Think
Vico
Poetry
Humanity
Giambattista
Thunder The New Science
Bill Yeats James Joyce Ezra Pound
Philosophy of History
Fenollosa Bucky Recorsi
Cycle History Language Mystery
Etymology Philosophy Structure
Divine Heroic Human Heart Oratio

Look
Bucky
Discovered
Carbon Sixty
Nine Chains to the moon
Planetary Fuller
Geodesic Genius
Goes in for structure Ezra Sez'
Dymaxion Design Scientist
Legal Piggily Critical Path
Operating Manual For Spaceship Earth
Non-Simultaneous Non-Simultaneous

Shall
Marshall
McLuhan
T e l e v i s i o n
Tune In or Turn On
Understanding Web Law
Under-standing Media
The Medium is the message
Electronic Tribal Melting Pot
Vico Ezra Pound Orson Finnegan
Canadian American McLuhan
Typergraphic Tribal Glyphy Global Village

Tim
Leary
L. S. D
Psychologist
Harvard Professor
Psychedelic Poet
Counterculture Warrior
Neurologic Cybercultist
Transpersonal Circuit Scientist
Timespace Migration Increase Intellect
Intelligence Operating Manual
Engineering Imagination Consciousness

Karl
Popper
C a b i n e t
E v o l u t i o n
Vico Von-McPound
Social Philosophy
F a l s i f i a b i l i t y
Episteme’ Statistical?
Subjectivist Popping Entropy
Quantum Linguistic Social Schroedinger
Comparative Past-narrative Lexicon
The Open Society And Its Enemies

Von
Neumann
S t r a t e g y
I n f o r m a t i o n
War Game Zero-Sum
Grandfather of Internet
Programmable Computers
Shannon Turing Wiener Bruno
Revolutions Switching Fourier
Etching Digital Sketching Binary
Computations Calculation Eniac
Mathematical Combinatrix Esoteric

He
Crowley
A l e i s t e r
Alexander
Poet Magician
Philosopher Trickster
Comprehensive Pantheist
Love Is The Law Love Under Will
Instigator Temple Thelema
A Star every man And Every Women
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law
Bruno Yeats Nietzsche Dee Leary Wilson New Age

Reich
Wilhelm
Therapist
Psychologist
Orgone Radical
Imposition Super
Universal Energy
Energetic Biofeedback
Pantheism Bruno Orgasm
The Mass Psychology Of Fascism
Omnipresent Dialectic Dynamo
Reich Cloud Busting Cosmic Masterbation Feedback

Jon
Lilly
Computer
Metaprograme
B i o I n t e r f a c e
Cetacean Nation
Acoustical Linguistics
Interspecies Communication
Meditating Cogitate Repeats
Centre of Cyclone Dyadic Cyclone
Meta-program Neuro-logic Cunnigham
Cogitate Cogitate Cogitate Cogitate

RAW
Magick
Playfulness
I l l u s t r i o u s
Daring Futurist
Ontologist Hagbard
Philosopher Humorist
Counterculture Bobhisattva
Fenollosa Bucky Optimist
Taylor of The Tribe Mailer of The Scribe
Universes’ Interactive Processing
Robert Anton Wilson Robert Anton Wilson

High
Terence
M c k e n n a
Technoshaman
Scholar Botanist
Mycologist Mystic
Reinterprets McLuhan
Hyper-spatial Navigator
Psychedelic Cyber Concressence
Vico Recorsi Timewave Novelty
Technology Innovation Finnegan
Panspermia Cyber-culture Psilocybin

SP is for Steven Pratt: Fly Agaric 23 Knotwerks

BLOGS
A handful of posts and early freestyle writings from my time in America formulated my book: World Piss' The Spore of the Woids. Last year in (2009) this project morphed into SHANNANIGUMS WAVE. Now available at Lulu, and partly at wordspore.blogspot.

While living in New Orleans I started a poem called TRANE YOURSELF: a homage to John Coltrane, Jazz ployrhythms and African American culture. A theme in my early poems crafted in America, while living in New Orleans, New York, and the Bay Are surrounded by awe inspiring music and art.

ONLYMAYBE
I feel honoured to collaborate on a blog with good friends and longtime memebers of the maybelogic academy. The IMPERFECT INDEX of ONLYMAYBE acts like a prototype model for this post here. Onlymaybe or maybelogic.blogspot is kept up and running and brimming with content by Bogus Magus, Bobby Campbell.

Thanks Bogus, and thanks all the contributing artists for continuing their voluntary efforts to keep the RAW web afloat with data and links. To Bobby, Borsky, Fuzzbuddy, Minja, Prop, Chris, NP, P.G, Quackenbush, P Smith, B Kane, Eva and all the faculty staff and those I Forget.

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