4.8.17



we embraced the candor the Audacity of Hope 

hard to imagine it perverted 
                    and replaced by selfish perhaps criminal insolence

and never a rival of our first Black President

1606,  Friday,  4  8. 17 

3.8.17




De Profundis  Georg Trakl  he died of a cocaine overdose in Krakow Poland more than one hundred years ago   

De Profundis was translated from German by Michael Hamburger to whom he was introduced(alleviating him of his personal O-blivion) by The Rings of Saturns WG Sebald(what we write owns us – not the other way around)

in its text Trakl wrote On my forehead cold metal forms.
Spiders look for my heart.
There is a light that fails in my mouth.

At night I found myself upon a heath.
Thick with garbage and the dust of stars.
In the hazel copse
Crystal angels have sounded once more.                  

(he would like to hear it recited in German)  



De Profundis means from the depths and is associated with Psalm 130s incipit(the practise of referring to texts by their initial words)

while he could refer to De Profundisread its words  consider them  quote them
he could never have written them

he might occasionally turn his eyes to despair to watch it  but while watching he backpedaled put ground between him and It
      
Despair wants victimswants Its redmeat 
                              the gore  


Despair is a slow cancer it is an attitude of waiting and if one is forced to act desperately their desperation provides little room to exercise raSHəˈnal

like Everyone(he thinks  he thinks others think like himhopes they think like him  it is his Idealism thinking its winning out  Its not  It tinges his perspective)  it is good to balancebe aware of the Dark and the Light aware of the slivered spectrum running from polar blackest-white to polar whitest-black  to try to embrace truly  moderation   to be as perfectly Grey as possible while knowing nothing Human is perfect

so while he can spy on despair  see it  realeyes it  he keeps it on a distant horrorizon and lives his life beyond the reach of its shadow
                 beyond the heath Thick with garbage and the dust of stars


0957, Thursday,  3  8. 17