15 August 2020 Feast of Finally ‘Annihilating the Falsehood and the Lies’ …

THAT MANY OF US ENDURE IN THE CULTURE TO WHICH WE WERE BORNA REAL LESSON IN FORGIVENESS BELIEVE YOU ME.

I arose, and sought for the mill, & there I found my Angel, who surprised, asked me how I escaped? I answer’d: ‘ All that we saw was owing to your metaphysics; for when you ran away, I found myself on a bank by moonlight hearing a harper, But now we have seen my eternal lot, shall I shew you yours?’ he laugh’d at my proposal. So the Angel said: ‘thy phantasy has imposed upon me, & thou oughtest to be ashamed.’ I answer’d: ‘we impose on one another, & it is but lost time to converse with you whose works are only Analytics.’ William Blake

I always assumed until recently that Milton here was strangling ‘God’
One memorable page (Plate 16) shows Milton as he “took off the robe of the promise, & ungirded himself from the oath of God” (15:13):

UNGIRDED! GOOD WORD THAT! 15 AUGUST 2020 FAST OF THE UNGIRDING

19 August 1953 – finally a film about the British led coup in Iran – thank you Amirani…

From today’s The Times an excellent article by Larushka Ivan-Zadeh

https://www.thetimes.co.uk/article/coup-53-uncovering-the-overthrow-of-irans-pm-that-britain-never-owned-up-to-cgdcr3mqt

Been following this story for many a decade! Shameful.

An interesting link with the iconic ‘Apocalypse Now’ – Taghi Amirani worked with Walter Murch, sound designer on F F Coppola’s masterpiece, and a three time Oscar winner.

Directors Taghi Amirani and Walter Murch speak during the Filmmakers Afternoon Tea at the 63rd BFI London Film Festival at The May Fair Hotel on October 04, 2019 in London, England.
Taghi Amirani

Tomris Laffly writes: The most notable achievement of “Coup 53” is daring the viewer to imagine a different Middle East today — what would have happened had Mosaddegh (whom Amirani sees as a Gandhi-like figure for Iran) not been overthrown? What would a flourishing and fair democracy in the region mean for the future of the Middle East? The world would perhaps have been a different place, Amirani imagines, knowing that mankind will never live in that version of the globe.( 4 September 2019)

Larushka IvanZadeh is Chief Film Critic at Metro, the UK’s most read daily newspaper. She is also a broadcaster who regularly appears across the BBC as well as Sky News.

You don’t have to dream-up horrific scenarios for films

There were approximately more than 580,000 bombing missions on Laos between 1964 and 1973, that’s one every eight minutes, every day, for NINE YEARS, making it the most bombed country on planet earth.

Replying to @wing_of_night and @CraigMurrayOrg

The USA dropped over 2 million tons of cluster bombs over Laos —more than all the bombs dropped during WW2 combined.

A wall made from bomb casings in Na Kam Peng, also called Bomb Village, in Laos. (Credit: Peter Langer/Design Pics/Getty Images)
Boats made from fuel tanks seen in a village in Laos. Photo credit: Mark Watson
Defused UXO outside a house in Xieng Khouang. Over 30% of the bombs dropped on Laos by the US failed to explode – leaving literally millions of items of ordinance (many of them tiny mine bomblets from cluster bombs) sitting in villages, buried in rice padddies, and scattered over the hillsides. Casualties from UXO are estimated at 12,000 since 1973. A substantial industry in scrap metal has arisen from the abundance of recoverable (but still fused) bombs, both due to its relative lucrativeness (compared with growning rice), and also out of desperation, as thousands of hectares of land has been rendered unfarmable until cleared of UXO. Once defused, much of this war scrap is also put to practical use; cluster bomb casings are used as planters and house stilts, bomb cases for fencing and jettisoned fuel tanks converted into fishing boats. Evidence of this resourcefulness is everywhere in the Plain of Jars region.( Photo from Mark Watson).

Writing with my feet …

I HAVE TO IF I WANT TO KEEP UP WITH MY FUGITIVE STAG

Nietzsche’s poem ‘Writing with One’s Feet’ in The Gay Science (Fröhliche Wissenschaft):

Not with my hand alone I write:
My foot wants to participate.
Firm and free and bold, my feet
Run across the field – and sheet.

Joseph Beuys 1977 – “I Think Anyway with the Knee”

In his long narrative, “Milton”, Blake describes how the author of “Paradise Lost” returned from heaven and entered Blake’s foot in the form of a comet. Afterwards, the familiar world of the five senses turned into a shoe. Blake tied the shoe and walked with the Spirit of Poetry to the City of Art.

Milton actually entered Blake’s left tarsus bone!

But Milton entering my foot I saw in the nether/ Regions of the
Imagination also all men on Earth,/ And all in Heaven, saw in the nether regions of the Imagination.”

Blake’s Milton

Soul is only a word for something about the body

“To the despisers of the body will I speak” – Nietzsche

YES! THINKING FLESH!

    “Body am I, and soul” – thus speaks the child. And why should one not speak like children? But the awakened and knowing say: body am I en­tirely, and nothing else; and soul is only a word for something about the body. The body is a great reason, a plurality with one sense, a war and a peace, a herd and a shepherd. An instrument of your body is also your little reason, my brother, which you call “spirit”- a little instrument and toy of your great reason. “I,” you say, and are proud of the word. But greater is that in which you do not wish to have faith-your body and its great reason: that does not say “I,” but does “I.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra No 4

Genesis Celtic Lovers Sculpture

Nietzsche regarded the idea of a body-independent soul or spirit as a philosophical, religious and moral-theological error. Accordingly, in a fragment from the summer of 1880, Nietzsche wrote: ‘I have always written my writings with all my body and life: I do not know what “purely spiritual” problems are.’

I had that realization many decades ago – the error that is a ‘purely spiritual ‘ problem. Hence, ‘The Fugitive Stag’ is my whole body … body-soul, soulbody …

Tribute to the Angels





A new sensation
is not granted to everyone,
 
not to everyone everywhere,
but to us here, a new sensation
 
strikes paralyzing,
strikes dumb,
 
strikes the senses numb,
sets the nerves quivering;
 
I am sure you see
what I mean;
 
it was an old tree
such as we see everywhere,
 
anywhere here—and some barrel staves
and some bricks
 
and an edge of the wall
uncovered and the naked ugliness
 
and then…music? O, what I meant
by music when I said music, was—
 
music sets up ladders,
it makes us invisible,
 
it sets us apart,
it lets us escape;
 
but from the visible
there is no escape;
 
there is no escape from the spear
that pierces the heart.




No 22 - from H.D.’s ‘Tribute to the Angels’