This DOOR is for you exclusively but you can't open
it without my permission and then there are many
other doorkeepers to face much more powerful then
I am & you'll have to get their permission, too
(Kafka's The Trial, reconfigured somewhat to fit
my screed.)
Ways of Talking
LANGUAGE IN Our Ardent SOCIETY
Socio-Environmental-Sustainability:
I could go ahead & tell you how to save the whirl
like some Buckminster Fuller brush salesman but
it’d be as effective as the Surgeon General Warnings
on the side of flip-top filter-tip Camel cigarette boxes
some still walk a mile for.
Has to be worked up from old scratch, zero-based—
emerging as shared edification generated by ardent
and sustained converse- action.
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My daily school work-program & service project depends
on the grinding of strangers —the antagonism of others:
resistance & opposition of friends & neighbors so as to be
trying to put IT in play so as to see what there is to see
re the progress of contraries & emerging values & phenomena
rising like mergansers from the truly engaged tangle & tango
of diverse points of viewing.
%%%
Sooner murder an infant in its cradle than nurse
un-acted desires, says Wm. Blake.
Improvement makes strait roads, but the crooked
roads with out Improvement, are roads of Genius.
Where man is not, nature is barren.
Truth can never be told so as to be understood,
and not be believ'd.
Enough! or Too much.
If a fool persist in his ways he becomes wise and
The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
Favorite proverbs bound to be mistaken
knocking on the doors of homeland securities,
threatening peace & stability in the popular
mind-set & body politic.
HOW is the wisdom of these our humanities-division
nostrums to be recognized seeing as they must go
against the reign? Dia-bolical: throwing common
sense across the rooms for play so to speak.
EITHER such verbal pyrotechnical terrorist tactics
provoke & compel (turn them up, put them in game),
OR they threaten whirl peace and measurable account-
ability.
Gut winces signal my visceral turbulence at the
potential de-& re-construction of belief & bias,
my systemic prejudicial convictions. Demoralizing
no doubt and who’s to say whether it’s ruin or
renewal or beyond my goodies & weasels?
Risky business knocking out the floors of my
conceptions, abusing me to scan me: I’ll have
grounds more relative than these: —the PLAY's
the thing wherein to catch the conscience of the kin.
What I have here is always my failure to Communicate
Not a unilateral deal, damnit. Any Goodman Brown
sees emperors with no clothing concealing the nothing
that is the sound of the land full of the same wind that
is blowing in the same bare place for the listener, who
listens in the snow, and, nothing himself, beholds nothing
that is not there and the nothing that is.
There must be good reasons for our conspiracy. My
operating assumption with regard to the study, research,
& scholarship of Language, Literature, & Communication
is that always Rightchere At Hand—
US be here now, any 2 or 3 or
more gathered together
constitute a life-laboratory, source & resource for learning
so obviously close at hand & transparent that I ignore it all
together. I try to rub my GNOSIS in it. Look in the mirror:
what do I see?
The madness of my method.
Might we practice arguing sustainable converse-action
naturally strained thru opaquely transparent vulnerabilities
& of course dark glasses so as to consider what it’s all about:
razing our own ardent Arizonas & private Idahos?

xxxooo, Presbyter
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