to Force the Issue
For a moment, when we were commenting
on fundamentalism, and sin and damnation
I thought maybe someone would introduce
"Young Goodman Brown" and the irony of
the bad it takes to get good.
{A “goodie” is someone who wants to be good
so bad he can’t afford the bad it takes to get
good, know what I mean? Goodies abound.
Galore!)
But we didn’t go there, and I wasn’t going to
force the issue. I hate that. It’s a form of cerebral
rape you all are maybe so used/abused to it, it
feels normal: but I gave it up years ago
Like asking someone “Do you love me?”
Forcing the issue. The response you get (Oh, yes,
of course I do) is never satisfying, so I got to ask
again and again & never get no satisfaction.
Well, do you love me now?
Forcing the issue. If it’s not going to come naturally,
then there’s no pleasure in it. IT, I said. Do I always
have to be spelling IT out?
II. Environmental Issues
Ask your self: how can consciousness KNOW the
UN-CONSCIOUS —which rules— without reducing
it to conscious process, like talking about sphere
in terms of a flat line?
Am I aware my voiced-to-voiceless alveolar fricative
plural-variations depend upon—are governed by—the
environmental conditions of the final segments of the
noun I unconsciously pluralize?
How do I do this? What does it take to lift a finger?
Tongue-tap the alveolar ridge? maintain the valved
hum of a low-back vowel? the glide of a voiced glottal?
How do I sustain such unconscious capabilities
& environed mentalism?
[Once Faulkner & Joyce exposed their
streams of unconsciousness offending
my linear habits of beginnings, middles,
& endings; and then 80's MTV, damnit,
began generating constellations of imagery
non sequitur to whatever lyrical sequence
was going on & on: my sense of Show &
Tell took a hit, ambushed by internal
providential explosive devices
until it became clear to me
what a merely convenient
truth a sequence is—&
because & affect
too..]


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