Words from Beneath thee Veil(Musings on writing,consciousness and gnosis)or PART 1 OF HOW to KEEP and Feed a MUSE

[AlephNull]

Shame seems to be the key to repression in writing as well as in psychological malady.If you don't stick to what you first thought,and to the words the thought first brought,what's the sense of bothering with it anyway? What's the sense in foisting your little lies on others,or,that is,hiding your little truths from others?What I find to be REALLY stupifying in it's unreadability, is this laborious and dreary lying called craft and revision by writers,and certainly recognized by the sharpest psychologists as sheer blockage of the mental spontaneous process known 2,500 years ago as "The Seven Streams of Swiftness"(which Words from Beneath the Veil is to become a treatsie on)

In the Surangama Sutra Gotama Buddha says "If you are desirous of more perfectly understanding Supreme Enlightment,you must learn to answer questions spontaneously with no recourse to the discriminative thinking.For the Tathagatas(the passers through) in the ten quarters of the universe,because of the straight-forwardness of their minds and the spontaniety of thier mentations,have remained,from beginningless time to endless time,of one pure Suchness with the enlightening nature of pure mind essense.You can also find pretty much the same thing in Mark 13:11 ..."Take no thought beforehand what ye shall speak,neither do ye premeditate:but whatsoever shall be given you in that hour,that speak ye:for it is not ye that speak,but the Holy Ghost. Mozart and Blake often felt they weren't pushing their own pens, Twas the "muse" singing and pushing. But I would also like to compare spontaneous composition of prose and verse to the incomparable,heartbreaking discipline of the fire ordeal.You had to get through the fire "to prove your innocence"or just die in it "guilty". There was certainly no chance to stop and think it over,to chew on the end of your pencil and erase something. Oh...maybe you could pause a second or two for another direction,but the trick was to act Now(or speak now,as in writing) or forever hold your tongue.In another sense,spontaneous,or ad lib,artistic writing(or music of course is my point)initates as best it can the flow of the mind as it moves in it's space/time continuum,in this sense it may really be called Space Age prose someday because when astronauts are flowing thru space/time they too have no chance to stop and reconsider and go back.It may be they won't be reading anything else but spontaneous writing when they do get out there,the science of language to fit their science of movement.

The main thing to remember is that talent imitates genius because their is nothing else to imitate.Since talent can't originate it has to imitate,or interpret.Genius gives birth,talent delivers.Born writers of the future are amazed already at what they're seeing now,what we'll all see in time for the first time,and then see imitated many time by made writers.Oftentimes an orginator of new language forms is called "pretentious" by jealous talents.But..."It ain't whtcha write,it's the way atcha write it"(Jack Kerouac)

[AlephNull]

Thank You Frater...We are Lords ov thee Silver Twilight....Wanders ov thee Waste...Nomads of Infinity....The Brotherhood of Ain.

[Rhys]

Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant! Someone should write a book of your blogs! You can't, I can't, we are too busy having fun and laughing hopelessly from the stomach!