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Index of writing
How much to reveal, how much can be revealed - by words.
The truth of this age - reified in this age - that all perspectives are partial ....... is a so-what.
I can say it about my own writing........... so-what.
The truths all look different ........... but in every difference lys the same truths. Perspectives obscure them, perspectives reveal them. I find it hard to see that my life has been guided by love - the same truth in all the experiences. The divine void. How many shorthands, symbologies, lexicons? to explain this. Brutally empty, divinely impersonal. An overwhelming space that destroys clinging. Always present - an authorless field of ordered emptiness underlying all partial perspectives. The ultimate dissolution of all solidities. Its a story you can't sell - ageless. No copyright - put it on a website. (Mind you I do claim copyright for printed material.)
addict in a land of sportsworship - but not in the exalted denomination
(rugby - here in NZ) - a soccer player.
I was a bookworm who always read ahead of my age - in a coalfield of literature predominated by shale. No unordered worlds - except science fiction - which I devoured urgently.
A petrol-sniffer and bulemic at 15 - because I repressed most of my self-expression and negativity in order to fulfil my desparate need to please others and not see them suffer.
A withdrawn father who had a withdrawn father. An unaffectionate mother who had an unaffectionate mother. Good moral parents who worked hard and cared according to the conventions of caring they knew. A 'first-life' marking time - in a cold, sober, moral, conservative, repressed universe of steady material gain with occassional 'excapes' to nature - to the mountains, forests and coast beyond the flat paddocks of sheep and scattered macrocarpa shelter belts in rural central southland.
A 'second-life' picking up the threads of past lives - after high school. Creative expression, spiritual journeys (reigniting my connection to Buddhism), sexual exploration and healing - self-discipline and purification, traveling, moving, vomiting. (Bulemia again from 20-23) Meditation, a social work degree (never finished), working with the mentally ill, animal rights, human rights, writing, not writing - painting, not painting.....drawing. Beautiful cliche'd life. A love of bicycles.
Every system of knowledge is a story of existence told countless times in aeons past.
Negotiating the Eternal Scum-deal Story
story is a transient obstacle
Today I live in Auckland, in the central city. Today I'm 28 and willing to represent what I believe. Today I'm poor by western standards yet still lightyears ahead of the real poor elsewhere. Today I'm grateful for 10 years distance between being 18 and being 28.