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grazulis cut-up engine NEW address

August 23rd, 2006 (10:36 pm)



the grazulis cut-up engine recently moved. if you're like me, you did a google search looking for it and found this livejournal instead.

the new URL for the GRAZULIS CUT-UP engine is here: http://gary.leeming.googlepages.com/cutup  Gary Leeming also has a blog somewhere at blogspot. 

sometimes links out of livelournal work, sometimes they dont. regardless, the above URL is valid. try it, you'll like it.

i am not  grazulis. that would be gary leeming. nor am i associated with him. in a moment of exuberence i opened this journal thinking i would put all my cut-ups on it. i dont use this journal anymore. (never really did). 

 http://nola23.livejournal.com/ is my real journal.




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June 6th, 2006 (12:34 am)

I drive across a starry plain; memories of self-denunciation crash up against yesterdays' flights of phobic psychoses, twisting a needle to my mind's eye. Mid-space empty air, a field lit blank by desires half subsumed and never realized. Stacked against me, they claw at my heart strings. Awakened at last, still hanging by that cord yet assembled in a knot round my ankle, I feel Saturn's, a wretch, cowed and humiliated by him own elf, before the Norns. A pristine alphabet rotates across the horizon. 

A cut-up

April 25th, 2006 (06:38 pm)

Down in the valley, the shepherdess seeds her flock in a star. Can I coax my mind from its world? Secret words, magic spells, the divine delirious transsexual dream: I am not, I am beautiful. The great magical secret is the lamp and dagger of Psyche, the apple of Eve, the sacred fire of Promethia, the burning scepter of Lucifer. Do not let us ask for more than to grow closer to the Goddess. No more ideology; being is being, and images beget images. For some, images beget sounds. Art and Music are but  reflections of the heart, as exists the domain of life within life. Behold, truth in your own version of beauty. Above us, beauty. Below us, beauty. See how, in ritual, the world as lived and the world as imagined turn out to be the same. Pegasus was the son of Medusa and Poseidon. Medusa's menstrual blood flows, splits tongues like serpents' brainwaves. Rainbow energies to purify wellspring transfers.  The sun and the moon as rutting animals. Her milk to nourish you. The whole world is a circle; the path for myth is the public dream, and the dream is the private myth. There is a place where the "word" sheds its skin to be born again, as opens and closes a door in the field of consciousness. The seat of the soul is there, like a holistic mental patient. Can I cleanse my inner vision until my heart  will seed my soul's desire?

the 23rd Google

April 25th, 2006 (02:41 am)

i found this through a link provided by another user on i think it was the babelogue group. The link was to www.wittenburgdoor.com/archives/23rd_google.html. They "babelized" the 23rd psalm. Now if they would only do the same with the entire bible, i might finaly be able to read the damn thing in its entierity!

You shepherd is mine, me will
not miss anything

You downward inserted me in
the grassy grass;

You find me the quiet 
swimming pools for drinking.

Let me catch my breath before
you send me in the right 
direction.

When walking inside the 
valley of the shade where I am 
deep,

I do not possess the fear of
badness, for you is with me;

Your bar and your personnel
are there to calm me.

From the front of the mine a 
hostile presence spreads
before me like a board.

You spilled oil on my head, my
cup is overtaxed.

Your beauty and love drive out
after me each day of my life.

As for me. I'll live certainly
permanently in the house of
the main thing. 

Precocious Sophmore in Bullshit "Plagiery" Snafu

April 25th, 2006 (02:06 am)

Sophomore brilliant historian Kaavya Viswanathan left yesterday after publishing "The Harvard", which helped earn her a $500,000 deal from Little, Brown, and Them, with stories of good vs. bad Stephen Ambroses. Opponents described their wont to "protect our kids, our children and others from evil ideas.'' Some students at the meeting said they didn't confuse three wide releases scattered among some powerful holdovers, and days, with ticket sales 22 percent higher than last weekend.  Viswanathan said "The Star Spangled Banner" would become commercially available as to be in retail stores between May 5 and May 15.  
     Company Urban Box Office Mixed Genres characterized the suspicion enveloping Viswanathan, and reported that passages in her newly published debut novel are "strikingly similar" to encouraging children to read, and described her books as being "all about evil" WXIA reported. "I will not fill their heads with such garbage," said parent Laurs Mallory, confusing a fiction with reality. A hearing officer said the weekend box office would issue a recommendation to the school board within 5 working days. Why? Wrestling.  For the week that ended April 16, analysts said a digital download on May2 was expected to the precocious college sophomore.

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April 23rd, 2006 (12:51 am)

hi,
i thought i'd share a method of dream journal exploration i sometimes use. It involves a variation of the cut-up method of Wlm. Burroughs. The following dream i posted to my private journal. A day or so later as i re-read it i drew a line down the center of the text and read the left half of it first, and the righthand half second. Then i wrote out what i read, and edited it here and there several times over a number of days. Though the details are ultimately a touch garbled, and the continuity is changed around, i think the new text reads as a more faithful account of the dream as i experienced it, while the original (hewing as it does to the enforced shaping process of narrative) gives an account of the dream strictly as i strove to remember it. The cut-up is a process which may require some experimentation and tinkering-with (editing) to master, and sometimes it really works while at other times it really dosent, but the results, in my opinion, are worth the practice, and can sometimes provide really fresh insights to significant dreams. Anyway, pardon my long windedness. Here is a (short) dream cut-up followed by the original:

One morning, at the beginning of 2005 or possibly beginning of '04, forward to end of night's dreaming. A house in New Orleans, one of those raised below each side and a staircase running up. The LionDog, all godlike, arrived in curiosity and much animal compassion radiating off its being. Moved in so, smell a beautiful animal smell, its black fur and moist breath. I have never a sense of smell in the dreaming nor met a dietyfigure. Inexplicably, John Giorno was in a stucco double with a carport center. Before, i was in my bed and a Chinese LionDog was silently observing me. i felt so so close, we were eye to eye, where i could before nor since, experienced the. Then i woke up.
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One morning at the beginning of 2005 or end of '04, inexplicably, John Giorno was in my dreaming. His house was in new orleans, one of those raised stucco doubles, with a carport below each side and a staircase running up the center.Then i was in my bed and a Chinese LionDog, all godlike, arrived in curiosity and was silently observing me. i felt so much compassion radiating off its being. Moved in so close, we were eye to eye, and i could smell a beautiful doggy smell, fur and breath. I have never before nor since experienced the sense of smell in the dreaming, nor met a dietyfigure. Then i woke up.

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SometimesI do this same thing to parts of my pityparty journal entries too, paragraph by individual paragraph. Often i find myself re-reading the finished cut-up and thinking, dang, this is so much more in line with what i'm feeling today, in the light of a couple of days or weeks hindsight, as opposed to where my self pitying heiney was when i wrote this the first time. Heres an example:

I wonder if i should take hormones now? Not just as a pipe-dream, but because i want to be more like a womwn's. Just for fun. But i want both? One first and then the other, but on which? Yeah, good idea. Maybe? Sterility is an issue too, sacrifices in the service of illusions which may; go the therapist i was with in 2000, he who has thee to be a transsexual, thats more or less a sea, if my face changes, becomes anything a lover's, too. i dont know. Cant i have do i wait? Probably on the hormones, though lord knows I'm used to making may not. Today i tried to find Terry Myers, (hook-up with the endocrinologist) to see about resuming sessions with him. Back then he was willing to provide a referral if i had wanted it. i drove by his house, but like every other house in new orleans, its under renovation, there was nobody home, and he no longer appears in the book.
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I wonder if i should take hormones now? Not to be a transsexual, thats more or less a pipe-dream, but just because i would like to see if my face changes, becomes anything more like a womwn's. Just for fun. But i want a lover, too. i just dont know. Can't i have both? One first and then the other, but on which do i wait? Probably on the hormones, yeah, good idea. Maybe? Sterility is an issue too, though lord knows I'm used to making sacrifices in the service of illusions which may or may not. Today i tried to find Terry Myers, the therapist i was with in 2000, (he who has the hook up with an endocrinologist), to see about resuming sessions with him. Back then he was ready to provide a referral if i had wanted it. i drove by his house, but like every other house in new orleans, its under renovation, there was nobody home, and he dont appear in the book.

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