Nevermore than 84
Miles and miles to the sea
A change in the light
opens a sky in my mind
and there is that church
the brow of that hill
will present the vista
how I've missed ya
your sound, your rhythmic surge
the Eb n' Flo of your laughter
seagulls whooping hooray
never go away
Always return to the sea.
Weltschmerz - World-pain - in reference to the world
World weariness - in reference to the self
Coined by Jean Paul in his novel Selina, published in 1827
A deep sadness about the state of being alive
That physical reality cannot satisfy the cravings of the mind
The Deutsches Wörterbuch by the Brothers Grimm defines it as a deep sadness
about the insufficiency of the world.
Merz Kurt Schwitters' made up word for his mode of working, post WWI.
"In the war, things were in terrible turmoil. What I had learned at the academy was of no
use to me and the useful new ideas were still unready. Everything had broken down and
new things had to be made of the fragments; and this is Merz. It was like a revolution
within me, not as it was, but as it should have been. "
Kurt took the term ' Merz ' from a fragment of paper he incorporated in one of his
collages. It came from the name Commerz Bank.
Uht-cearu - from the old English
Early morning care
the worries that gather as one lies sleepless before dawn
cf Swedish - vargtimmen/wolf time
pronounced; oot-chair-oo
tchotchke - A Jewish American word, widely used, especially in New York, borrowed fromYiddish and
originally from Slavic.
Little treasures
Bric-a-brac
Trinket
Nicknack
Bauble
Memento
Schoures - Scots word, other, very old, variations are; (c)hour,
s(c)howr(e),
schure
schouer
s(c)hower
-ir
schuar
sure
scour
scurvier
Meanings and related meanings range from a downfall ( of hail or rain, or snow or sleet ) a
light fall of rain, wintry, to
harsh, ugly, or mild, beneficial and a source of beauty to
a conflict, an attack of pain, labour pains.
Syntropy - From Greek syn=together, tropos=tendency. It was first coined by the mathematician Luigi Fantappiè, in 1941, in order to describe the mathematical properties of the advanced waves solution of the Klein-Gordon equation which unites Quantum Mechanics with Special Relativity. As noted by Viterbo, syntropy is "the tendency towards energy concentration, order, organization and life" (http://www.syntropy.org/). In contradistinction to "entropy," syntropy is a result of retrocausality leading to persistent and more complex organization. This is akin to the concept of dissipative structures developed by Ilya Prigogine, expostulated in Order Out of Chaos, by Prigogine & Stengers (1984). Buckminster Fuller developed a definition in relation to "whole systems" as "A tendency towards order and symmetrical combinations, designs of ever more advantageous and orderly patterns. Evolutionary cooperation. Anti-entropy" (http://psychology.wikia.com/wiki/Syntropy).
' A tendency towards order,
symmetrical combinations,
designs of ever more advantageous and orderly patterns.
Evolutionary cooperation.
Anti-entropy '
In psychology; ' a wholesome association with others '
In anatomy ; ' a formation of a series of similar parts having the same orientation ' eg ribs.
In pathology ; ' the coalescence of two diseases into one '
In physics ; The Law of syntropy states that in a converging universe, energy is constantly absorbed from the environment. Syntropy is the magnitude by which we measure the concentration of energy and the increase of syntropy is irreversible.
Entropy - Breakup, collapse, decay, decline.
A scientific concept describing a state of disorder, randomness, or uncertainty.
Cóiste Bodhar. - Death Coach
Mana - From Melanesian and Polynesian mythology, mana is a supernatural force which permeates the
universe. Anyone and anything can possess this force.
In Hawaiian and Tahitian mythology, mana is a spiritual energy and healing power which can exist in places, objects and persons. Hawaiians believe that mana may be gained or lost by actions, and Hawaiians and Tahitians believe that mana is both external and internal. - from Wikipedia.
Cynefin - ( pronounced ‘ kuh-Nev-in’ )
Welsh; a sense of rootedness. Expresses also the multiple, intertwined factors in our environment and our experience that influence us in ways we can never fully understand.
Imrama - Celtic; a sacred journey of the soul.
A sea voyage on which we don’t know where we are going, but our spirit knows the way.
C - suite. - top management positions
C - chief
Solipsistic - self centred
Subaltern. - of lower status
Elision. - joining together 2 things especially abstract ones.
Omission of a syllable eg let's
Serendicular
A portmanteau word
frankenword
blended word
Combining serendipity with perpendicular
Something that happens to be right next to something else and proves quite beneficial to the one who encounters it.
Like finding the perfect book next to the good book one went in search of in a library.
A warm hand
Like sand
A high wire
a loose thread
the bedstead
All the tears shed
Whatever you wed
The wedge in your head
Time you spend
Pretend
friend
The end
.
Like clocks, we tick,
Taking time,
Our time,
Plus some stolen moments when
We stand out of time,
Somewhere else
other than the contiuum.
In my purse I keep a charm. Now I come to look at it closely, I realise I'm not entirely sure what it's made
from, except that it's metal of some sort, painted in some way. I possibly was told who it represented when
I was given it by a friend of my partner's, but, to my shame, I've forgotten.
It was long ago, one of those situations when you're a newcomer to a group of people and someone
welcomes you in a special way. His name was Sean and I remember his long hair and his beard and
his quiet voice and gentle presence. It was the mid eighties. He was an unusual presence amidst the
post punk new romantic hedonistic, narcissistic madness of the maelstrom of creative verve we
were all in the middle of for a while. Someone whispered that he'd been to India and never come back.
The first time we met, he showed me some exquisite drawings he'd done of trees and pine cones and other
natural forms all cohabiting on the same plane and scale, giving the seeds and other small things as much
space and visual attention as the very large and developed forms. I was somewhat stunned and charmed
and struggled to make any meaningful comment that didn't sound as though I was judging them rather
than appreciating them. The mind stammers in such moments sometimes.
Some time later, he gave my partner a tie pin in the shape of a grand piano, a lovely, amusing, appropriate
gift, and me, this charm. For no particular occasion, it felt as though he was honouring the
relationship between my partner and I, though they would both possibly snort laugh at this and tell me to
stop reading into things so much. ( My partner once gave me Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
to read, with the accompanying advice; don't read too much into it.)
Well I've kept it with me in my purse as a talisman ever since and I only really ever think about it if I
change purses for some reason, though I've never, until now, thought about who it is.
He reminds me of a character in a Japanese painting such as this
so a little internet research brings me to the 7 Lucky Gods in Japanese mythology and through a process of
visual elimination, I decide he might be Bishamonten, the warrior god, protector of the rhighteous.
I am not dismayed by the fact that he is the only one of the 7 lucky gods to be associated with war
and violence, or that he is often depicted holding a spear in one hand, because he is said to be a
protector of Buddhist temples, worshippers and their offerings and in his other hand he holds a pagoda
containing the gifts of the faithful. Said to have protected the Buddha as he spread his teachings, the
pagoda symbolises the divine treasure house whose contents he both guards and gives away.
Also known as Tamonten, meaning ' listening to many teachings ', he is guardian of the Northern
direction, living half way down Mount Sumeru.
I might be wrong in actuality giving this personality to my lucky charm, but for my own purposes and
situation, it works and I'm very glad to carry him with me. Thank you Sean. ⻚🍀
I look for myself in my lists,
Long, forgotten piles of thoughts
And good ideas,
Links, between things,
and I.
I is the gap between thinking.
I is the hand that gathered
the broken pieces of the pot,
and poured them into
a space within my mind.
I is on a map somewhere,
One of those drawn up differently,
Connecting places with thoughts,
A cerebral landscape
With colours so bright
The synaptic leaps are astounding.
I is not to be found
in this mirror,
or that.
Even the one that shows me
waving,
Though I didn't mean to be.
That image is so flat
it fades into some other interior
part of its pattern,
Like mottled wallpaper.