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Wednesday, November 20, 2024

“Great Unconscious Gravity” *

Filed under: General — Tags: — m759 @ 1:30 am

"Right through hell there is a path" — Malcolm Lowry

An illustration from a post of April 13, 2009

Reba McEntire, illustration for her Palm Sunday, 2009, single 'Strange'

That date was suggested by . . .

The "Amen Corner" tune was suggested by the life of
a Bee Gees drummer who died recently, by the title of
a book he wrote — You Should Be Dancing — and by
a scene (S1E2) in the Max miniseries "The Penguin" —

"Shit like this, the pain of it, you gotta be careful
'cause it'll eat you alive if you let it.

It's a helluva lot more fun to dance."

* Phrase from a passage by Chesterton that led, in a
post of April 13, 2009, to the above image of Reba.

Tuesday, November 12, 2024

St. Beryl’s Day

Filed under: General — Tags: , — m759 @ 12:21 am

Beryl Bainbridge, author of the novel An Awfully Big Adventure ,
reportedly died in England on Friday,* July 2, 2010.  See that date
in this journal.

Related entertainment —

'Paint your own wine glass'

* The New York Times  says she died on Thursday, July 1, 2010.
The discrepancy in these reports may be due to the transatlantic
time difference.

Monday, November 11, 2024

Echo Chamber: “The Room Outside of Time”*

Filed under: General — Tags: — m759 @ 11:50 pm

"… as Gombrich well knew, Warburg also
constantly regrets the 'loss' of this 'thought-space' …"

Echo from the Pasaje Bella Vista  in Cuernavaca —

“We keep coming back and coming back
To the real: to the hotel instead of the hymns….”

— Wallace Stevens

Hotel Bella Vista, Cuernavaca, Morelos, Mexico

— Postcard from eBay 

From Under the Volcano, by Malcolm Lowry, 1947, Chapter I:

Faustus is gone: regard his hellish fall —

Shaken, M. Laruelle replaced the book on the table… he reached to the floor for a folded sheet of paper that had fluttered out of it. He picked the paper up between two fingers and unfolded it, turning it over. Hotel Bella Vista, he read. There were really two sheets of uncommonly thin hotel notepaper….

I sit now in a little room off the bar at four-thirty in the morning drinking ochas and then mescal and writing this on some Bella Vista notepaper I filched the other night…. But this is worst of all, to feel your soul dying. I wonder if it is because to-night my soul has really died that I feel at the moment something like peace. Or is it because right through hell there is a path, as Blake well knew, and though I may not take it, sometimes lately in dreams I have been able to see it? …And this is how I sometimes think of myself, as a great explorer who has discovered some extraordinary land from which he can never return to give his knowledge to the world: but the name of this land is hell. It is not Mexico of course but in the heart.

* "The room outside of time" is a recurring theme in "The Resort."

The Ukulele Lesson

Filed under: General — Tags: , — m759 @ 11:06 pm

1037
01:25:41,200 –> 01:25:43,200
I'm beginning to get
the hang of fucking.

1038
01:25:46,200 –> 01:25:47,700
Yes.

1039
01:25:50,200 –> 01:25:53,800
It's no different from learning
to play the ukulele.

1040
01:25:53,900 –> 01:25:55,800
You just need practice.

Further details at . . .

http://www.littlereview.com/getcritical/greenman/peterpan.htm .

 

Update (November 11, 2024 @ 23:30:59) —

Also on August 6, 2023 … Metaphysics Lesson.

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