Writing in Motion: Body—Language—Technology

Appeal to the Unknown Prayer to the Great Void (Mappings for a Metatheology)

One has to be true to Mystery before It can be Truth to itself. — Unknown Voice One comes to dramatization in necessarily summoning the power of the Unconscious, the Great Reservoir, the Ocean; the Mother Sea. -One must see t h r o u g h, penetrate the husk ("projection") of the dramatization process to see the seeds, source of transcendental personification, however possible, the numinous, seductive mysteries of divinity. But knowing itself (piety) must, in some capacity, be dissolved not only into, but so that, understanding can be. The "Gate" opening opening is a stateless state: radiation. It is unbounded. It bonds. Knowing beckons us to dissolve its forms; its own forms of owning. The albatross soaring and swooping in cyclocircular rings sings signs following the wave and wake of The Ship, and one must not attempt to seize or kill him. I've been concerning to resolve myself, and absolve myself too, as far as possible, by degrees and decrees, of the i n t i m i t a t i o n s , or intimidinundations , of identity as it conditions dramatraumatizing one's center (or one's sense of center), then this projection onto and as personification —theurgy; of power(s), of divinity ... A picture: a disembodied hand twirling and spinning a rope issuing from a cloud conditioning different kinds or se(c)ts of appearances might be metaphor or analogy enough of how illusions perpetuate the multifoliate wiles of divine sanction. -The "rope" in its marvelously intricate, intimately embellished tricks of cosmic projection assumes different appearances and guises, the finesse of the hand . . . -How far can one see into and through the soar sore sauce source of this perpetual perpetuating p a r a d o x has been the inspiring motive and motif. This was written on the eve of my birthday, the metaphor of a gift, mappings for a metatheology. Krishnamurti: "Being as nothing is not negation ." BLACK is to Nothing, of Nothing, for Nothing: The Great Abyss, The Eternal Void, the Exemptiness of knowing, the cancellation of necessity that perpetuates crisis; contingency. BLACK is for Nothing: for The Supreme Silence! Hearing having and showing Black is for there being Nothing, a kind of a kind of b e I n g l e s s n e s s e n c e whose qualities quaver; measured by decrees of absence its meticulousness is beguiling; measured by degrees of intentional removal is this its rapport in this is this is Silence. There is no stillness. Stillness occurs when there is an Illusion of the appearance of Silence. Stillness is sacred, Silence omnipotent. Black Is Silence. It is the absence of color, of form, of shading, of inference, of difference, of deliverance, of absence. Devoid of definition (i.e., divinity) its shapeless manners of being being bothersome are its intentional conditions of transparency. And so, devoid of all appearances It is deemed devout. -And, so devoid of all illusions It Is deemed divine! And so devoid of all Mystery Is It truly devoided. -Only on that condition are there none! Only on that ground is there cause for Holiness. Or, only on that account are there never none. Names. Names (k)need numbness. It is because there is Nothing that there is contradiction! We can only infer the absence of All In the tangled testimony of contradictions. We can only infer the absence of All in a testament of where there ¡s a Where there is being no contradictions. ((Ascertaining is not (not) ascension.)) Until there is Nothing is there separation. NOTHING: the radiation of emptiness of, almost the heat of, of hovering a heart vaporous after the coiled creation of Creation's appearance, the manifested sanctuary of beatified illusions dissolving into fragile unformerness: flames fanning fires fire feeding fires frees not not without flames nor not without radiation is The Great Unknown. Because It does not have properties nor cannot nor poles so in assisting us is there not being the unaccustomedness to noting Nothing's negative: Nowhere. Nowhere is NOW HERE! (Never was there never was there going without saying. Never was there never was there going was without saying!) Disquietude disclaims and disdaining detains! There is no opposite to be in the position of disclaiming. There is no opposite to be in in the position of disclaiming. Where there is no opposite to be in in the position...