It’s a small town.
From Small Town – Philip K. Dick :
Then he carried the new model carefully over to the table and glued it in the correct spot. The place where Larson’s Pump and Valve works had been. The new building gleamed in the overhead light, still moist and shiny.
Haskel rubbed his hands in an ecstasy of satisfaction. The Valve works was gone. He had destroyed it . Obliterated it. Removed it from the town. Below him was Woodland – without the Valve Works. A mortuary instead.
False Evidence Appearing Real.
A Primrose by any other name.
Bleak House – Charles Dickens :
“I saw that the bride within the bridal dress had withered like the dress, and like the flowers, and had no brightness left but the brightness of her sunken eyes. I saw that the dress had been put upon the rounded figure of a young woman, and that the figure upon which it now hung loose, had shrunk to skin and bone. Once, I had been taken to see some ghastly waxwork at the fair, representing I know not what impossible personage lying in state.
Once, I had been taken to one of our old marsh churches to see a skeleton in the ashes of a rich dress, that had been dug out of a vault under the church pavement. Now, wax-work and skeleton seemed to have dark eyes that moved and looked at me. I should have cried out, if I could.”
There is a pain—so utter—
It swallows substance up—
Then covers the Abyss with Trance—
So Memory can step
As one within a Swoon—
Goes safely—where an open eye—
Would drop Him—Bone by Bone.
Much Madness is divinest Sense –
To a discerning Eye –
Much Sense – the starkest Madness –
’Tis the Majority
In this, as all, prevail –
Assent – and you are sane –
Demur – you’re straightway dangerous –
And handled with a Chain –
It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon—
The Flower—distinct and Red—
I, passing, thought another Noon
Another in its stead
Will equal glow, and thought no More
But came another Day
To find the Species disappeared—
The Same Locality—
The Sun in place—no other fraud
On Nature’s perfect Sum—
Had I but lingered Yesterday—
Was my retrieveless blame—
Much Flowers of this and further Zones
Have perished in my Hands
For seeking its Resemblance—
But unapproached it stands—
The single Flower of the Earth
That I, in passing by
Unconscious was—Great Nature’s Face
Passed infinite by Me—
12 thoughts on “What The Dickens”
Last summer I was reading all about Sid Barret and was going to post that video. It seemed so random I left it.
‘See Emily Play’ has cellular memory. ‘Piper At The Gates Of Dawn’ was one of the first albums I bought post puberty. Partly trying to keep up with the cool kids and consciously it was a bit beyond me. It probably effected me subconsciously.
One wonders if the gnome was one of the fun guys Syd met on one of his trips.
Cleaning up a sewage flood is utterly gruesome, Frank.
The Road Less Less Less Less Travelled. Where heaven and hell meet or somewhere. The Void is an incredibly depressing place. And the extreme weirdness of much of this is difficult to deal with.
Detaching from the shit storm for a second, it’s QI how ‘spirit’ uses neural pathways.
Here are today’s flowers. Totally speechless. Not only are they beautiful beyond belief, they also connect to people personally in my life in both memory and the Now. And future memory as well maybe. Time will tell. Music especially has a powerful energy in this regard I believe. In effect I turned off the TV a few years ago and watch very few movies either now. Can’t do without music though.
Or maybe a better way of looking at it is that my heart and mind makes the connections or vice versa possibly and their heart and mind connects with me and it shows up at my end in a physical way. Or both at same time. A psychic magnet. Having said that there are a few people who I don’t want to connect with either psychically or physically !
The flowers are very cheery. Happy to see the sun!
If Trump is charged today 4/4/2023 it will be 370 days before 8/4/2024 (8th April), the second eclipse forming a huge X across the USA.
(The first was on 21/8/2017)
The Ark was said by many Genesis students to have been afloat for 370 days.
Also remember MH370 disappearing on 8/3/2014 (8th March).
From 8/3/2014 to 8/4/2024 X eclipse = exactly 11×11 months.
An X is where one signs their name.
SWIM, Yes, or being crossed out as in the USA being crossed out. Not a nice thought for sure for Americans or the World in general.
Dallas – JFK