Blow Up...IV
Bled Welder
bledwelder at gmail.com
Sat Sep 29 22:57:30 CDT 2012
I'm trying, did I just do that, it's not that, not that, not, no, I've told
myself that I'm going to stop using the word fuck, and I see it's
manifested itself a couppla times down below.
I'm going to relay my experience now without being clever or brilliant,
which is my standard. I just have to get this the fuck out.
I, think that, the entire nature of the, of this, what happened, is so
extreme in it's sheer, you just laugh and go that's fucking brilliant, that
I may, humble me, you know me, I'm a very casual, modest specimen, I may
not be up to the task of describing this--I *could*, but it would take
time, and effort: two things I'm not over-apped with.
I have to just say this fast and simple. I was talking to an old person,
she happens to be in a situation where she's important. I had always
believed that she is terrified of dying--because we all are. Shiva will
tell you that it's genes--and L.Susskind will tell you that biology is
physics. And I was saying to her--she has this whole insane thing where
she has major back/spinal/nerve disturbances but yet she keeps carrying her
most adorable pups around the house. I say "pups" because they're
gorgeous. They're dogs. And oh, fuck-all if they can't maneuver the house
on their own, right?
On Sat, Sep 29, 2012 at 8:22 PM, Bled Welder <bledwelder at gmail.com> wrote:
> You're right, Michael. He wanted it. If he could have jammed his head
> into the Sun, he would have. What's in the Sun, do you know? What are
> those black spots? It's almost like...hmm, fuck it.
>
> I just had the strangest goddam experience. And because I'm a lonely
> --wait, goddam, I have *everything to say*. I can actually say fucking
> anything and everything.
>
> What is going on here?
>
> But on about what just happened to me....
>
> Ah, remind me! It's regarding dearth and dying...!
>
> On Sat, Sep 29, 2012 at 6:56 PM, Michael Bailey <
> michael.lee.bailey at gmail.com> wrote:
>
>> Ian Livingston wrote:
>> > Wallace died of depression, not enlightenment.
>> >
>>
>>
>> mr wallace was on the weirdly named "nardil" (reminds me of Narda,
>> Mandrake the Magician's love interest) for years and - according to
>> the accounts i've read - it had stopped working for him.
>>
>> his psychiatrist sent him for ect -- i believe i've read that he
>> requested it, though can't immediately cite anything besides some
>> passages in ij that seem to show that this (shock therapy) was an idea
>> that had appealed to him as a way to shut off unhappy thoughts...a
>> radical fix...it's advertised as "a jump start for the endorphins" and
>> is quite a profit center for its practitioners
>>
>> like Hemingway, he was unable to write after the treatment...like
>> nearly everybody who undergoes it, he likely suffered memory loss,
>> which would be especially rough for a writer...
>>
>> inability to write exacerbated his depression...
>>
>> had he lived longer, it's likely at least some of his abilities would
>> have returned (see Roky Erickson)
>>
>>
>> sure, check nami.org, they love ect -- but for a different viewpoint
>> that cleaves (imho) closer to the truth, please see ect.org
>>
>>
>>
>>
>> --
>> - where the bee sucks, there suck I
>>
>
>
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