Wednesday, October 07, 2009
Drench The Tender Earthlings
This morning I woke up and got some tea and opened my e-mail. Not an unusual occurrence, right? Well I had three interesting e-mails that sort of hit me with their feelings of alignment. I had phoned a buddy of mine in Vancouver a couple weeks ago to let him know a mutual old friend of ours was very ill. My friend in Vancouver wasn't home and I spoke to a housesitter who told me Pete was in Japan! Pete works at the particle accelerator in Vancouver and he occassionally gets sent around the world to work on other particle accelerators and this time he was in japan. So I sent him an e-mail with this sad news. I didn't hear back. Until this morning and Pete is in a hole in Japan. He sounds pretty down because it's such hard work and long hours he hasn't even seen much of Japan! It's also very difficult to hear bad news about an old friend or person in ones life and not feel you can do anything to help or support. I relate, our mutual friend is in rough shape and he had also estranged himself from almost everyone in his life in the last 15 years. He hadn't seen his parents in over ten years or his sister in 20 years. This has been described by one of his friends in this e-mail as "his strange retreat from engagement".
I found these words in an e-mail this morning so haunting and bittersweet. Life can be so very hard and sometimes processing our feelings and relationships can be so difficult. I have been sad about this situation for the past couple weeks because sometimes life just sucks. Sometimes it's just too hard for some people. And sometimes anger and fear are the principles some people choose as their path. And there sometimes ain't nothing we can do about it.
But I was filled with a lot of feelings of love this morning at the three e-mails I received from three hugely apart places in the world. So, for poor Pete who is working away in Japan in a dark hole I thought I'd post a Moe. song. We sent Pete a big cd compilation of Moe. playing at the Aragon a couple years ago. he loved it so much he and his son went to see Moe. when they played Vancouver and said it was the best show he'd seen in years. So Pete...I know you're too busy to see this, but here is a song for you anyhow...
I also got an e-mail this morning from a friend I used to work with in a nightclub in Toronto and he now lives in England...and he is a poet and was letting me know about a spoken word show he was doing...but he had the following words in his e-mail Beauty is the word, and it just tied in which the two other e-mails I got this morning so nicely...I guess Carl Jung would call it syncronicity or something, heh heh!
And then, I got a really wonderful video link. It's a song written by the person in the video making a painting. The song is quite lovely and although I wasn't sure of all the lyrics something stood out to me in the beginning of the song...the following sounding lyrics of "and in the chrystal difference between all the beetles/Beatles backs..."
I don't know if the song is saying the band Beatles or the bug beetles...but I heard the band. And I immediately had this image of the song being begun with Bloom's notion of the anxiety of influence. I don't know what the singer/songwriter intended but...for me, it was like a powerful strike and made the song all that more powerful. As the song moves it has many lyrics that also struck me as referencing the idea of desire to find a primary experience for oneself...despite the history of art or religion or philosophy or any social construct. I found the song to be about the struggle and bliss of feeling for oneself and not second hand poetry or images and experience.
Apologies to the writer if this was not their intent...and I admit that I had the sensation of three e-mails effecting me emotionally and all three feeling connected. The idea of a "strange retreat from engagement" to the idea of "beauty is the word"...combined with a sorrow for a person who was in my life a long time ago...and his loss, helplessness and what sort of influence they had on me when I was younger...to this fabulous video and song. Sometimes the people who we meet and pass though our lives can produce both a beauty and an influence of anxiety. The title of this song "drench the tender earthlings" I love because it suggests that life is abundant. That imagination and the energy for experience is infinite. The word drench is a beautiful contrast to the notion of anxiety of influence. There is such an abundance of imagination that we don't have to be stagnant and trapped by the ideas of history or philosophy or previous poets and artists. There's enough freedom and potential of expression for all of us. We are being drenched with experience and life.
So I tried to play the lyrics again to discern what they meant if it was Beatle or beetle...but no answer...I am only able to hear the word as meaning the band...especially in relation to the song examination of "God" and influence that follows in the song. AND...the examination of a poets existence in comparison to notions of God, what god is or is perceived...and hell...that surely is an anxiety of influence (har!...and ouch!) I have typed out some of the words/cut-ups in the painting here...
flowers with power and unfolding like a bud...
through the glowing green of a glowing plant
The Devil is a God who would control
Rather than love an ear of earth of definitions...(?)
not of possibilities. But poets
Do not live in that fract-
Ured half of life: they swim like swans
Through this inverted wold
This painting on a pond, and glowingly
They glide with knowing grace across the gloss
of that sobering hallucination pool.
and god is groovy because he can build
The world out of the words in which we live
And weave a living love that never leaves
Drench the tender Earthlings God is Groovy
A vision augers inward in a turn
of revelation wheeling through the wire
whose information revelation rise
Check out this awesome video ! I love how the clouds and the sun are also working on the light of the painting...what a great piece! And what a beautiful way to wake up to three such profound e-mails...I feel so lucky...