Word Salad

It is a ridiculous demand…that you should speak

so that they can understand you. I fear lest my

my expression man y not be extra- vagant enough.

may not wander far enough beyond the narrow

limitsof my daily experience, swo as to be adequate

to the truth of which I am convinced. Extra-vagance.

It depends on how you are yarded.  (Walden)

She says, he says…. Quoting others is what I do.
The authority is never my own. A bumper sticker

and t-shirt  logo c’est moi.  Vox de auctoritas comes

from beyond &  who can be so presumptuous in this

busyness as to claim & stand by one’s own words
on these upper register matters of hierarchical levels

of logical typing: seraphim,  cherubim and thrones

in manners of speaking; dominions, virtues and 

powers,  say:  principalities, archangels and angels

 so to speak: news from beyond however any might

characterize, systematize, and keep track of all the

levels a little birdie  told me, storks flying in with

new bundles of un-postponed joy.

Wiggle the bars of your monkey cages SELF tells my

self:  these are the phases of the cross & outraged: not

sequential but simultaneous all-at-once going on and

on and sometimes I’m in one  state of minding and

then another room with no view no transition, no halls,

doorways, windows or country roads from one mode to
another by which I navigate my traveling and make my

way amazed, following the call of the wild bull-roarer

within & restless minding-- & this is merely a phenomeno-

logical description of the ghosts of my consciousness here:
any one can report on their own and we can compare

research. 

Behavioral Modification?   How does  it  change a Mind-

Set  or Attitude:  Re-Frame of Minding  recalibrating

thresholds of tolerance for my margins of error & rooms

for play re-configuring my point of  view pointing my

views,  reformatting a reformation, catalyzing a critical

mass, tweaking an intellectual terrorism or two so as to

 re-settle the cerebral Gaza strips. This  would be  noetic

Zionism; this would be humanities-division stuff of liberal

 art, I guess. Transforming my  natural fear &  loathing &

its cover-up so as to make the whirl a less bitter pace.