Comments on: Magic, Poetry, Time,

By: New and Old Worlds « Aletha Kuschan’s Weblog

New and Old Worlds « Aletha Kuschan’s Weblog — Mon, 10 Oct 2011 19:22:16 +0000

[...] Five hundred and nineteen years later, bringing various fellows named Paul along for the ride since “time is not linear.” GA_googleAddAttr("AdOpt", "1"); GA_googleAddAttr("Origin", "other"); [...]

By: valbrussell

valbrussell — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 13:07:36 +0000

Homer!! How preposterous! Everyone single person on this planet knows for a fact that it was Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble! You, a cynical nihilist? Post Savant avant maybe, but nihilist with cynical leanings? Never! Seriously, it was a wonderful post, even Fred and Barney liked it.

By: Gabrielle Bryden

Gabrielle Bryden — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 06:13:50 +0000

I have been thinking about this for ever – the perception of linearity. Most things are merely perceptions and not real (such as colour – is something still colourful when the light goes out?). I believe circularity and spheres may also explain the inexplicable – how can there be a beginning and an ending to the universe? What came before the beginning of time – the end maybe? In fact I am working on a poem about this at this very dip in time.

By: thommalyn

thommalyn — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 04:55:43 +0000

Wow, your post worked magic on me. So much so that I’ve bookmarked it to read whenever I want to feel extra-fantabulous. Thank you, Paul.

By: Mental Mist

Mental Mist — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 02:54:24 +0000

how can anyone be “wrong”? i think i am an absurdist

the manifesto speaks of your convictions, and they are loud and clear and beautiful, what more of a compass does one need, amazing for you Paul !!

By: Paul

Paul — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 00:53:28 +0000

I am just moving them to the front page, Val. Not re-posting them I hope. This is as close to a manifesto as I have ever got I think. And it marks the key point of difference between the so-called ‘post-avant’ and my work. This is a step away from nihilistic cynicism.
Especially if you combine it with the fact that language contains all the knowledge, ever-evolving that humans have had, in the roots of words which persist through a strange process. The best ones, whose sound and meaning and structure are really useful carry on and preserve encoded in them the collective memory of the species, that is the function of poetry. Has been ever since Homer started writing it down, or the Sumerians started to make abstract designs to represent things. The post-avant are wrong Squires and you know it.