“What a strange illusion it is to suppose that beauty is goodness.”  

– Leo Tolstoy

 

I have no west! the clouds &                       

past joys point to brain bit

where the future is parked

twelve hours into yesterday -

 

 

And the Mad Poet cried: 

 

 

I saw the clouds turn black before the shuddering sun

& now the orange bones have come to play so pastel - - -

Historical nexus tied to the pineal gland!

Movie curriculums prove inconclusive 

in a line,

in a line,

in a line of thought!

 

 

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The Electric Prunes -  I Had Too Much To Dream Last Night (1967)

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iO5OnlLJPI4&feature=related

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Peter Bies © 2012

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 ”I’ve always been crazy - but it kept me from going insane.“

– Waylon Jennings 

Circular pulsations & pastels playing

                 

back beautiful visions of true life,  

 

& I am the past & the present -

 

future like phenobarb movie -

 

& time went totally unbody - - -  

 

 

 

Outside of me life feels good, too.

 

Shorthand limbic maze transmission

 

will prove experience of all past joys,

 

& a bit of regurgitation of its totalness

 

motivate to talk to anyone, anytime.  

 

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Waylon Jennings - Mental Revenge (1966)

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JANcTGe2AXo&feature=related

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Peter Bies © 2012

 

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“I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they’ve always worked for me.”

– Hunter S. Thompson  

 

 

Shuddering & a tight jawed blood-brain barrier,   

pastel color effects with clouds towards the west -

the Bit Thinker Oranges are coming to clear this up:

“No visual experience has ever been a line of thought,

thoughts cloud the meaning of personal history ties!”  

 

 

 

Now the Bit Thinker Oranges object that the first hours

 

were largely directed to “the unproductive dynamic”

 

(400 mg & the color has just changed, more arousing -

then depressing & extremely pastel) & now I’m feeling

just a little queasy & sick of the future - - - 

 

             

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Buffalo Springfield - Mr. Soul (1967) 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Y9aFr2GuuA

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Peter Bies © 2012

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Ô refrâichissantes ténèbres!                       

            – Charles Baudelaire 

 

 

Fly in the flesh computers!

Mainline the id-machines!

 

Daydream their crippled offspring into life!

Keep control of gestalt mutants steady & even! 

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Mainline the id-machines! 

 

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The Troggs - Maybe the Madman (1968)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CDuWtvYy5TU&feature=related

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Peter Bies © 2012

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“This is how one ought to see, how things really are.”

– Aldous Huxley, The Doors of Perception (1954)

  

listen -                         

the whisper

of fern & thistle!        

go whistle 

a tune in the dark!   

 

And the Mad Poet cried:

 

Taste brine & cold night shadows!

As bulging forest echoes ooze           

from stars & ancient pine trees -           

& stillborn moonlets light a yard 

of glazed & purple underbrush,

rustling, gnawing

on broken clockwork bone - - - - ! 

The moths have eaten all the padding         

under my armour!          

listen -       

the whisper

of fern & thistle!                

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Oskar Sala playing the ‘Mixture-Trautonium’ (1966) 

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TQ8IiKIRP4A&feature=related

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Peter Bies © 2011

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 Variation on Monolith by Ted Berrigan (15 November 1934 - 4 July 1983).

“If I thought of God as another being like myself, outside myself, only infinitely more powerful, then I would regard it as my duty to defy him.”

– Ludwig Wittgenstein 

The fight call is STICKS.                    

The left wall is FAR OUT.  

The back wall is FICTION.   

I CAN SEE backwards.   

 

The FEELING is DRY. 

The Floor is QUICK. 

The ART is THIN. 

The LIMELIGHT is WHITE.    

 

The WARRANT is ECLECTIC. 

The POWER is ON.

The Subtext is SENT. 

She is POISED. 

  

She is Listening. 

This is IT. 

It is EAR. 

She has been WATCHING.   

 

She has Had To Think. 

It is Done.

It is CONTINGENT.

It is NOT REFLECTIVE, but   

 

It Damn Well Will Do.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Laurie Spiegel - Variations on a Concerto Generator (1977) 

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fWKDsfARXMc&feature=related

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Peter Bies © 2011

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“Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.”

– André Gide

IX. For Jimi Hendrix                 

loop the double feedback                  

 

open your eyes:

 

crimson sounds

 

ooze from prayer capsule

 

 

X. For Luis Buñuel                    

stale water            

 

dripping softly 

 

             from the baptistry                     

black bugs flying about             

 

 

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Laurie Spiegel - Concerto for Self-Accompanying Digital Synthesizer (1977)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NChqEEz31eE&feature=related

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Peter Bies © 2011

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 ”Plagiarism is necessary. It is implied in the idea of progress. It clasps the author’s sentence tight, uses his expressions, eliminates a false idea, replaces it with the right idea.”

– Comte de Lautréamont 

 

VIII. For Guillaume Apollinaire

 

 

Fording the flooded causeway 

bridging the bleeding gap 

across the corner of my eye -  

 

& every time I cross again

dark river & the shadow shores

cold bells rejoice & praise 

these cinders of unreason: 

 

invincible April eyes

beaming their gentle verdict

as storm clouds burst asunder

 

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“L’amour, c’est quoi?”

Scene from Jean-Luc Godard’s  Alphaville  (1965)

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SHikpdf8ktM&feature=related

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Peter Bies © 2011

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We only rise from sleep, we only come to dream. It is not true, it is not true, that we come to live on earth.

– Tochihuitzin Coyolchiuhqui (1390 - 1450)

                                  

 

 

 

 

V. For Gottfried Benn  

 

             rather than a, b, c

& repetitive order              

I am seeing for the 1st time

what this mind has to offer

 

 

 

 

VI. For Wols 

 

squiggly symbol

I am invisible

looking at the 

squiggly symbol 

presently it tilts 

(my mother calls)

squiggly symbol

 

 

 

 

VII. For Ossip Mandelstam 

 

based on prior experience 

I have doused the chains

so the actual fires were 

a belated goal of experience

death grins at me & blinded

              I feel my way into her realm

                   

 

 

 

  

 

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F for Fake by Orson Welles (1974) - Chartres

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VGPPUY40Y7k 

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Peter Bies © 2011 

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“I have great faith in fools - self-confidence my friends will call it.”

– Edgar Allan Poe 

 

 

I. For Rimbaud:                             

  

I began to notice movements

I’m not sure why I was happy

to watch the fiery falling star

a lifetime and a universe ago    

 

 

 

 

II. For Manet:     

 

I feel the first stirrings of something

resembling meaning, figments of my lonely mind -

not all of them, but

they were expected to be at work today  

 

 

 

  

III. For Utrillo:  

 

Time to breathe & sober up,

and check my heart rate

for my Maman to believe it - 

I am alive!     

 

 

 

 

IV. For Baudelaire:  

 

Rest of the pills

down the drain,

& head back to  

the living lodestone!               

    

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Man Ray’s experimental short film: Return to Reason (Le Retour à la Raison, 1923)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nh4RO_i5Cno&feature=related

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Peter Bies © 2011

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