today called for William Blake. and most evidently mr. roger mcgough too.

darlings

a strange day, after the EARTHQUAKE and all that.

people drove tentatively or crazily.

some mentioned it or not at all.

nervous laughter abounded.

it wasn’t the Big One.

which means that’s still around the corner – in a decade – or more.

or less.

in the meantime, poems (scroll down for those).

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and some photographs we took because our (only) response to fear is to look more closely (within).

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that was Rather Deep.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA well. darlings.

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even if it wasn’t a massive one.

before we digress (yup, a Distraction Ahoy!) here’s a Moment of William Blake’s Auguries of Innocence:

Every Night & every Morn
Some to Misery are Born
Every Morn and every Night
Some are Born to sweet delight
Some are Born to sweet delight
Some are Born to Endless Night
We are led to Believe a Lie
When we see not Thro the Eye
Which was Born in a Night to perish in a Night
When the Soul Slept in Beams of Light……………

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and the last few stanzas go to Mr. Roger McGough.

The Time I Like Best

The time I like best is 6am
when the snow is 6 inches deep
which I’m yet to discover
’cause I’m under the covers
fast, fast asleep.

Roger McGough

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Goodbat Nightman

God bless all policemen
and fighters of crime,
May thieves go to jail
for a very long time.

They’ve had a hard day
helping clean up the town,
Now they hang from the mantelpiece
both upside down.

A glass of warm blood
and then straight up the stairs,
Batman and Robin
are saying their prayers.

* * *

They’ve locked all the doors
and they’ve put out the bat,
Put on their batjamas
(They like doing that)

They’ve filled their batwater-bottles
made their batbeds,
With two springy battresses
for sleepy batheads.

They’re closing red eyes
and they’re counting black sheep,
Batman and Robin
are falling asleep.

Roger McGough

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAspotted this on a notice board very near the post office boxes (yes, an earthquake does Not stop us sending out hand-written cards and dividing them neatly between different postal receptacles) in Topanga Canyon.

Canyons are always soothing after strangeness.

just so you know.

Mr. Blake and Mr. Huxley on the doors of perception with pictures (some of doors, but not all) by teamgloria.

darlings

just pictures.

and a quote from Mr. Blake

“If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern.”

― William BlakeThe Marriage of Heaven and Hell

and Mr. Huxley:

The various “other worlds,” with which human beings erratically make contact are so many elements in the totality of the awareness belonging to Mind at Large. Most people, most of the time, know only what comes through the reducing valve and is consecrated as genuinely real by the local language. Certain persons, however, seem to be born with a kind of by-pass that circumvents the reducing valve. In others temporary by-passes may be acquired either spontaneously, or as the result of deliberate “spiritual exercises,” or through hypnosis, or by means of drugs. Through these permanent or temporary by-passes there flows, not indeed the perception “of everything that is happening everywhere in the universe” (for the by-pass does not abolish the reducing valve, which still excludes the total content of Mind at Large), but something more than, and above all something different from, the carefully selected utilitarian material which our narrowed, individual minds regard as a complete, or at least sufficient, picture of reality.”

-Adlous Huxley, The Doors of Perception

and now some doors (the occasional gate – and a sprinkling of always-welcome-blooms) to illustrate from our morning walks yesterday and Terribly Early today.

as you scroll down – look for the cat, the fly and Mr. E.T on a window sill – all lounging happily in the sunshine of southern california.

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OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERATo be shaken out of the ruts of ordinary perception, to be shown for a few timeless hours the outer and inner world, not as they appear to an animal obsessed with survival or to a human being obsessed with words and notions, but as they are apprehended, directly and unconditionally, by Mind at Large this is an experience of inestimable value to everyone and especially to the intellectual.

Aldous Huxley – Doors of Perception [1954]

and now we must return to our Study.

we’re helping who-we-are-in-RL as she reads up on dark matter, string theory and really-mind-blowing-advances-in-technology.

*seriousfaceon*

isn’t life delicious? – and s t r a n g e…..