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About Me
- puny human
- Upstate New York, United States
- I am a visionary and artist, an anarchist, luddite, and walker-between-the-worlds. A polytheistic, polyamorous, animist. I seek to transform the Dominator Culture into an Animist Reality through art and magic. I am actively seeking like-minded people through this blog. Send me an e-mail!
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My "muse" is doodling. It has been my great escape since childhood. When I "doodle", I'm in a flow-of-consciousness mode, channeling or allowing whatever images surface in my minds-eye to manifest.
My muse speaks to me when I am working in my garden- digging, weeding, planting, pruning... It also speaks to me when I am in the midst of working out- confronting gravity. It's at these times, that things work themselves out in my head and heart.
my muse and I don't get along all that well. She is always prodding me to do stuff I don't feel like doing... It's that old head/heart battle. Take painting for instance.
Fundamentally it's arranging molecules of matter in a particular way such that when photons of light strike the arrangement, they bounce back carrying meaning that wasn't there before into the eyes and thence mind of an observer. Now I ask you, is that any kind of sensible job for an adult person? Fiddling with molecules?
Take playing the guitar for isntance.
Again, it's basically fiddling with molecules. On the macroscopic level It's applying force (eg by hammering, plucking, scraping) to a piece of matter (eg a string, wire, reed) such that the matter vibrates at a particular frequency producing waves of vibrating molecules that pass through a medium, eg air, or water, carrying meaning that wasn't there before, striking the eardrum and thence mind of an observer.
Now I ask you, is that any kind of sensible job for an adult person? Applying force to pieces of matter?
What if there were no minds to apprehend the meaning and significance? Would it still be meaningful and significant? To whom?
The fact is I have to be dragged kicking and screaming to do anything with my creativity. I've allowed myself to be poisoned by relativism, in this case expressed in the proposition that all activities are equally valid/meaningful, each in its own way, and no activities are invalid.
So picking ones nose is as much a "worthy" activity as those activities related to the production of meaning, or less abstractly the creation of artworks.
Except that the creation of artworks results in value that endures over time, for as long as the artwork remains physically intact. Whereas picking ones nose results in value that endures over a much shorter length of time, for as long as the booger remains physically intact.
But the rebuttal rebuts itself: where is it carved in stone that meaning of a longer duration is somehow "better" than or to be preferred over meaning that endures more briefly?
But there's also a rebuttal to the rebutted rebuttal, but I think I've spouted enough rubbish for one day.
Apologies for over-long, over-weird comment. I've been out walking with the Child of the Green God.
masterymistery at
cosmic rapture
. . . as well you should, Mr. Mystery, since the Child of the Green God is also a masterful muse!
[As to] your wonderful expression “making love with your muse”: Music and sex are buried close to the same level in my head but sex is more basic. I’m trying to bring music down to that level so that I can make better music. As you know, I’ve known music my whole life but only recently explored sex and I’m surprised how similar they are. True music is made when the musicians are in tune with each other. This not only applies to their instruments, but also to their minds. If they are not aware of where the other musicians are going, what they’re feeling, the music is at best mediocre. The same is true with sex. Unfortunately for men, mediocre sex is still great sex (because it’s sex). However, truly great sex is achieved only when the participants are in tune with what each other is feeling and what their actions generate inside their partner. Similar isn’t it?
Yes! Very similar, which was the message of my cartoon. When I'm in the throes of creative passion, it feels very much like the creative throes of passion! LOL! Best to all, Puny.
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