Tuesday, June 18, 2013

THe Unceasing Jacobean Wrestling Match with Enlightenental Studies and The Age of Reasons




  The Unceasing Jacobean Wrestling
  Match with Enlightenmental Studies
          &; The Age of Reasons

(A Tangent is as Good as a Straight Line)

Once Faulkner & Joyce exposed their streams
of unconsciousness  flooding my linear habits
of  beginnings, middles, & endings.  &  then  
MTV 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 what a merely
convenient truth a  sequence is—a  because &
affect.

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? glide of
a voiced glottal? How do I sustain such  un-conscious
capabilities  & environed mentalism?  
 
(Ask your self: can consciousness  KNOW  the
UN-CONSCIOUS —which rules—without reducing
it to conscious process like talking about sphere in
terms of a  flatline?.)

And don’t I experience dissonance from time to
time as  I expertly  describe  in minute conscious
rational & devilish detail unconscious autonomic
and auto-matic processes or explain economies,
ecologies, sustainabilities, how to write or read a
poem, why  Obama won,  as if talking about
internal combustion engines:conscious-centric,
true? This little lite of mind. I’m gonna let is shine.

How could it be otherwise?
   
It’s embarrassing but nevertheless
                I easily confuse
        systemic KNOWING
      (what the whole body knows)
      with my  highly privileged &
                much preferred
               ego-conscious
                   knowing:
          snow ball on the tip of
                 the I’s berg
                consciousness:

                        
                                              


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