matter whose corpse you lift, you expose those who need the protection
that there's a word for it is no indication that anyone knows
what it is.
people like the 'poetry' which just presents in elegant form the
commonplaces inside their heads. But true poetry must be
the opposite of the obvious. There is very little of it.
bleeds the unsayable unsaid.
105. O the
unutterable, unimpeachable pointlessness of writing poetry!
(or 'enlightenment'): the other side of language.
fundamental crime of civilisation is to separate Beauty from The
is shallow, but sadness is profound.
Last Emperor is the maddest marketer of Dream.
is violent conspiracy of matter.
is no time that is not a time of the cruellest miracles.
you want to know about evil, pay particular attention to those who
is a slow portcullis in the brain.
the only god, and everyone's his profit.
Love is estrangement's distorting mirror.
only art that's true is how you mould your heart.
117. A hundred
thousand stars within a galaxy among a hundred thousand galaxies:
between Man's utter insignificance and arrogance lies bewildered
human is born a terrorist against Nature.
is hopelessly mired in the misconception that it is an adult activity.
more complex the culture, the blander its people.
greater the possessions, the smaller the awareness.
The wider the choice, the
greater the alienation.
122. The expanding hole
in the Ozone Layer
is the human 'soul'. The water at the North Pole - the first for
fifteen million years - is the abused Earth-God's lake of tears.
is no calmness in our culture of protagonism:
getting and spending, jailing and freeing, right and wrong, grab
and bestow, charge and discharge - like a lavatory-cistern...
are the opiate of religion.
game of love is not worth the brief candle of sex.
horrors of child sexual abuse are as nothing compared with the universal,
institutionalised, apotheosised child mental abuse.
is the enactment of wondering how to seem.
like school, another institution
to murder mind.
to be employed is the only true Religious Vocation now possible.
130. Paris: a dreary
city made unbearable by amputated trees.
131. The snow falling
tells me that I should stop thinking.
132. Dresden, Nagasaki,
Laos, Cambodia, Viet-Nam, Afghanistan:
the totalitarianism of hypocrisy.
133. I heard
on a radio programme that people had devised thousands of games
to play. Now, thanks chiefly to the totalitarian competitiveness
of the British Empire and its successors, just a couple of hundred
the zig-zag between slickness and slaughter.
they cut down the forests and exterminated the animals.
Then they bombed the zoos.
Finally they bombed what was left: the desert.
animal is true to its nature, but we, in the continual denial that
is civilisation, haven't even an idea of what our nature is.
137. The first thing
to say about Wisdom is that it is a non-communicable disease.
138. For the Chukchi
of Siberia there are seven genders.
Where does this leave the "straight" and the "lesbian
& gay" ? !
(Some slime-moulds have 14 sexes, all but one of them male.)
the rotten idol.
do life no favours by persisting in existence.
humility of wisdom: hopelessly hiding from the hopelessness.
cockroaches can live for a week off the glue on the back of a postage-stamp.
Man's future has long since expired.
one good thing about being ashamed of being human is that I care
nothing for what humans think of me.
has become not just a Golden Calf, a part of Luxury, but a Chimæra
and a Red Herring in a cul-de-sac.
- thy name is treachery.
'Humanity' - thy name is Hypocrite!
146. Reason cannot make
us feel good, for it leads to despair.
The only thing which makes us feel good is the Fantasy of Well-being.
are obsessed by Number (which is only a metaphor) because we are
obsessed by what we make, destroy and - especially - own.
Disordered Species" has great difficulty in understanding the
order of Nature and the Cosmos. It's not that the Cosmos is inscrutable,
but that we are mangled trumpets, warped and blocked and out of
Presley borrowed just one book from New York Public Libraries: English
150. My dog: being with a perfectly-adequate being makes me constantly
aware of my inadequacies.
good art has to be true, art is the opposite of truth - which we
dreary triumph of law is to put the best beyond it.
punishment prevented crime, there would be very little crime.
without risk create their own risk: crime (as I know from my former
habit of shoplifting).
is where eternal truths are ignored or denied, and fashionable lies
are promoted without examination.
is more fantastic than "the real world".
"The real world" is just collective fantasy.
157. I used
to regret deeply that I was depressed.
Now that I am no longer depressed, I just regret that I'm alive.
Ministries and Departments of "Defence" are mere and monstrous
Ministries of Death.
- like a great many terms of approbation - is just a fancy way of
tragedy and triviality, beauty and monstrosity, runs the whole pathetic
gamut called "humanity".
closed mind is one which turns descriptions into classifications.
of the myriad things that humans do not understand is that the need
to control is beyond Nature's ken and contempt.
only honourable employment is beggary;
the only honest philosophy is misanthropy.
is the only thing that diminishes the greed and meanness of the
are more interesting - and honest - than confessions.
consciousness is a terrible affliction, dire inoculation,
dreadful plague upon us
as upon the planet we disrupt:
to be human is to be dangerously unpredictable -
untrustworthy, corruptible when not corrupt.
is only a screen.
drugs nor sex do much for me -
and music flows into my sense of tragedy...
more shrunken the awareness (hence the personality), the more famous,
powerful and successful it appears in the World of Mere Appearance.
government is more than evil - it's ridiculous, because all institutions
are self-perpetuatingly ridiculous.
the whole world becomes the instrument of gain and the vessel of
terrible thing about consumer-capitalism is not that it is conservative,
but that it is radical - uprooting everything that has gone before,
everything in its path.
pursuit of humility - not happiness;
the rights of trees - not Man;
love of frugality,
the absence of desire - not fake democracy.
the end, democracy is rule by whomever can best manipulate the electorate:
the military-industrial complex, television and the tabloid press.
goal of consumer-capitalism: to make us all no-men in one big no-man's-land.
Everything should be ten times more expensive - then we could all
stay in bed.
problem with many art-forms (for example, the novel and the theatre)
is that they are entertaining - so that only the unentertainable
can be reached by them. This is why I write poetry that hurts, and
depressing maxims - which are, of course, definitely not
Religion is the pathetic admission that most people need a reason
to keep on living - and a platform from which to launch their
big religions exist to justify the meanness of the inventors of
the greatest gathering in the history of Mankind - the Great Kumbh
Mela at Allahabad, January 2001 - twenty-five million people
gathered in peace and joy to purify themselves collectively in the
Ganges. It was hardly reported in the West.
(Good news is no news.)
But a few days later
an earthquake hit Gujarat, and the competing journalists flew in
like vultures with the competing aid organisations, interviewing
the bereaved and bereft - and our ears were stuffed with their excited
reports. After which they left for the next tragedy on which to
feed and feed us.
180. A society without holy men (as opposed to clerics) quickly
gets out of control.
Europe has had no holy men since the 14th century when Francis of
Assisi was neutralised not by burning as a heretic, but by canonisation.
is Man's crime against Humanity.
Humanity is Nature's crime against Nature.
dogs we are neither gods nor devils,
but chattering power-monkeys.
the sacred world almost every human act is blasphemy, defilement.
184. A definition
of Truth is that it is necessarily contradictible, and hence betrayed,
as poetry is, by the tired old tricks of metaphor, parable and allegory.
is what people use to fill the vacuums of their personalities. Monotheisms
(which are all about power and gluttony, false atonement and proxy-sacrifice,
blood and semen) presume progress. Progress is just the ever-increasing
manufacture of props to shore up the delusion that we are real.
A 'Pygmy' can be entirely self-sufficient at the age of seven.
sayings of philosophers who cannot cook are as empty as the thoughts
of carnivores who cannot hunt and kill with their bare hands.
American is very new
- and very soiled.
is just an extension of the fashion industry in the pursuance
of cancerous comfort.
is so new that it has never been revealed - and so old that it has
evaporated with the mists of time. It cannot be revealed - only
lived, as animals live truth.
is a matter of choice - but there is neither truth nor freedom in
choice, only in directionlessness and choicelessness.
intimacy of sex is as imaginary as the truth of emotion.
Republic of Nice is of course really
the Empire of Sanitised Nasty.
People who are concerned with 'life-style' are frighteningly unaware
that life might actually be content
rather than form.
be a child-molester is only a little worse
than being respectable.
least-recognised and most basic virtue
(upon which all other virtues depend):
is essentially against knowledge.
For hunter-gatherers know their environment, while farmers
merely alter it and clear it and adapt it to their will - and
then force their will on non-farmers. "Desolitudinem faciunt,
pacem - atque humanitatem - appelant!"
'Education', too, is essentially anti-knowledge. For he (or she)
who knows, despairs.
the Professors of Poetry and the Popular Poetry Performers stretch
the desert of referential craftsmanship and the wasteland of entertainment.
Today a radio talk-show advertised a Professor of Princeton
and Oxford's lecture on Emily Dickinson - whom the sickeningly-worldly
likes of him unyieldingly despised.
(a concept invented like so many in the 19th century - though the
word 'GENOCIDE' did not appear until 1945)
is merely highbrow infotainment. Nothing wrong with that, of course
- except the snobbery which devours it.
most vicious species doesn't even recognise its vicious mistakes,
much less learn from them. The
best thing in life is watching things grow that we have not planted.
be born is to lose immortality forever and not for good.