The Situational Tide

[rowens]

Another old poem. Penman's last post had me think of it. I'll get the words up some way, some how, over the next day or two, even if I can't find the pages they're on. If anyone's even interested.

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The Rimbaud clone effect
had a defect mixed in
the transport cell with Jeff Goldblum.
And Donald Sutherland came out of a pod
pointing his finger at you.

And this was the beginning of a new age.
..........Of sorts, of ideas
with backdoors, side doors,
..........front doors with internet access.

This is the dawning of an age
where zombies are more plentiful
......and addresses change like unspirited zip codes or
......dress codes.
..........How it pains me even to write.

But I stand unhampered by political reason,
..........left or right.
.....Determined despite indecision.
.....I am the well, and the well
.....says ‘water is free.’







II

I die of old age in daydreams
and kiss witches and princesses in fairy-tales.
Someday I may even kiss a queen.
But besides all that,
.........I’m the King of all Losers.
I understand that life is a struggle.
That all is to be won or never known.

I can anticipate and isolate,
inform or disturb. I can knock loud.
.....I can shower and or bathe quietly,
and leave the door to heaven
.....constantly unlocked.
Unlocked in a constant state of action
And debate.

I can usher evidence and
.....deliberate over common ground
where a hill causes one to slope down.
.....I do not wear a seat-belt.
.....I do not ride skate-boards
.....like a skateboarder
.....but like an average man.

I cry in the beginning of movies
.....which someone has told the sad end.
I dance while in bed,
.....I dream while solidly awake.





III


A new life, a new world of or
placed upon the old.
..........History is evolution.
We are the new beggars on the streets of God.
......And thank the lord, the money doesn’t look
..........good.

.....Prison is the new hotel,
.....jail the new motel.
.....Crime is a virtue as long as no one is hurt.
Miracles are real as they ever were.

.....As they forever are.
Time is a waste to go.
.....Life is a clock of infinite earth.

The alien race has come.
We are the alien race.
We are self parasites,
self medicators.
.....We are the beginning and the end.
We made up those words.

We have come to purge the world of humanity.
We have come to instill the wrath of humanity over Man.

[serge gurkski]

interested! you sound like d Thomas (funnified)! ;-)

What I got from your recital, I like! Another candidate for reblogging!

(We are the alien race , we are self-parasites.) )If i got it correctly.

[rowens]

I'm digging through a box of papers, I think some of my poems like this one might be in it. Situational is something that's nothing, that became something in adventures and books. It's a philosophy that's not a philosophy, a religion that's not a religion. So I preach it.

I might find these poems. But I'll get it up anyway soon. And then you can do what you want with it.

[serge gurkski]

(reminds me of the Bob Kaufman situation. You might need a secretary or a lover awed enough by your spoken words to pin them down, reduce them to writing, and save them in a safe place,-) )

[rowens]

It was wrote down. But then I left, and when I came back, my family claimed to have thrown my stuff away.

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I had a girl I called my Evil Female Assistant. But I guess she felt she wasn't cut out for the work.

[serge gurkski]

my family claimed to have thrown...

my step-mom called all my writing: So kaputt. ;-) You can tell, she got it.

[rowens]

These two poems I put on here today are at least ten years old, I think. And the recordings are a little old. I uploaded old stuff and new stuff a few months ago after I learned how to use this machine better.

The only person in my family that reads my writings now is my sister. And she used to be told not to show them to anyone. But she's older now.

It's mainly the prose though, that people got so angry about.

I still haven't found anything in this box. Maybe they're in the attic. As soon as my head stops pounding I'll just start typing them from memory and ear.

[rowens]

I put the words in the first post.

[shemthepenman]

(did you mean 'Penman' as in me? i knew revealing my surname would come back to bite me [i haven't been called penman since i was at school]
you sound fucking great, by the way (and blow me tight, i was just reading rimbaud and then see this first line). and this poem is just wonderful. i don't know why, but it kind of reminded me of current 69's 'i have a special plan for this world' [by ligotti]...
i don't mean to compare, and yours is unique and actually far better than ligotti's (and in the end not really like it at all, so...), but it was just my first thought.

[rowens]

I looked it up and found something called The Current 93.

[cidermaid]

Hi Rowens (Note the spelling )

This was something that caught my attention on many different levels.
As a poem i needed to listen to you read it before i could get into it. I did stumble quite a lot on my first pass though. (before i listened). The thrid part esp seamed very statement based. The differance that listening to the author read, it gave me a whole different perspective and then i really liked the presentation style of the poem.
It reminded me of a sort of cross between statments of faith (of any institution) / proverbs and mini parables...which when i later read your comments makes even more sense.
You mention that this is quite an old piece, have up updated this, or re-worked / developed your ideas since this was written?
Thanks for posting this. AJ.
(would be interested to see / hear other pieces - it is great to hear the author's intended read, esp on these for fun / misc threads)

[rowens]

I've only expanded my philosophy. I say Situational isn't a philosophy, because the word came out of something me and the people I used to go on adventures with would say. It's one of those "you'd have to be there" kind of things. So I use the word for everything I write, and all the music I make. And I explain it in my essays by starting from the point that "Situational" is nothing in itself. It was way before I heard of Guy Debord, so it had nothing to do with the Situationists; though I've since incorporated some of that. (Though, to tell the truth, I've never read any Situationist stuff).


My family was told by doctors that they shouldn't encourage or enable my writing in any way, because it's simply a symptom of illness. The doctors and people up in Boston were a little more sympathetic. But while they told me that, after talking to my mom on the phone (they had speaker phone meetings), they got the impression that she was very ignorant; they told my mom that I was one of the most difficult people they ever met, and that they couldn't treat me unless I was able to change my worldview.

But I've most likely only made my worldview more difficult to treat.

[shemthepenman]

fuck... yes... current 93... slippery fingers

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i don't know why it reminded me of this... possibly the audiophile in me. I just love the sound of your recording

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ps. this is a very sick (especially the pedophile part - though humorous) and disturbing poem. I wasn't implying yours had that sense.

[rowens]

Parts of that remind me more of something I made called "A Phone Away From the Computer". A few lines near the beginning of it.

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(Note the spelling )
...The differance that listening to the author read, it gave me a whole different perspective and then i really liked the presentation style of the poem.

You might be a philosopher without even knowing it. Derrida, and 'differance'.