TS Motherfucking A

Jerusalem (1988)

Who packed your bag?

I packed my bag

Where was your uncle’s sister born?

Have you ever met an Arab?

-James Fenton

TS Motherfucking A

Philadelphia (2023)

Any electronics in your bag?

Yes.

Take it out.

Take that phone holder off.

Take your shoes off.

I don’t have to take my shoes off.

Why?

I’m 75.

You’re 75?

Yes.

Ok. Step aside through here.

Any metal on you sir?

Yes, on my hat.

Step through the scanner.

Ding ding ding…

Rescan him.

Why do you have to rescan me?

Rescan him.

Any soreness here?

No.

OK. I’m going to pat you down.

Pat pat patty pat.

Thank you.

Enjoy the rest of your day.

-Ghost Dog

The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, by Haruki Murakami

Book Review by Benn Bell

The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle is the fourth Murakami novel that I have read. The others are Kafka on the Shore, Norwegian Wood, and Hardboiled-Wonderland and the End of the World. I would be loath to say which one I liked the best. Probably Norwegian Wood is the greatest departure from the other three, but they all stand on their own and are all equally excellent in my view.

I love the way Murakami blends magical realism and naturalism into his novels and the way he sprinkles his writing with cultural references (mostly Western).

Wind-Up Bird is the chronicle of a man who first loses his cat and then loses his wife. It is partly a detective story as the main character searches for his cat and his missing wife. Along the way, we meet some fascinating characters and find ourselves at the bottom of a deep dark well contemplating the mysteries of the universe.

Some of the themes Murakami explores are Identity and journey to the self, polar opposites, the forgotten war, parallel universes, past and present; marriage and love, alienation, aloneness, and isolation; loyalty and trust, subconscious, and reality, and finally the power of fate.

This is a big long book and perhaps a little rambling, and at times incoherent, but it is pure Murakami and if you have a taste for his writing it is a joy to read.

The Way of the Samurai 2

Throughout your life advance daily, becoming more skillful than yesterday, more skillful than today. This is never ending. Matters of great concern should be taken lightly. Matters of small concern should be treated seriously. Among one’s affairs there should not be more than two or three matters of what one could call great concern.

-The Hagakure

 

 

Be Here Now

Buddhist Quote of the Day

 

Do not pursue the past. Do not lose yourself in the future. The past no longer is. The future has yet to come. Look deeply at life as it is in the very here and now. The wise person knows how to live in mindfulness day and night.

-Shakyamuni Buddha

The Way of the Samurai

From the Hagakure

Everything in this world is but a marionette show.

Brace yourselves for the monstrous marionettes you are about to see.

-Ubu Roi

King Ubu

Truth and illusion George. You don’t know the difference.

No, but we must carry on as though we do.

-Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?

Yab-Yum

Yab-Yum. Mother-father. Yin-yang. The mystical union of the active force (masculine) with wisdom (prajna or the feminine force). A fusion that is necessary to overcome the false duality of appearances in the striving toward spiritual enlightenment.

Ulalume

Here once, through an alley Titanic,

Of cypress, I roamed with my soul –

Of cypress, with Psyche, my soul…

Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her…

And I said: What is written, sweet sister,

On the door of this legend tomb?

EAP

“Mr. Poe, why don’t you write your poems so that everyone can understand them?” He replied, “Madam, I write so that every body can not understand them.

My Soul She Shrieks

My soul, she shrieks and flings me down

Laughing maniacally

The wind picks up and lifts her dress

Teasing and pleasing me

All is nothingness, so she says

As she pins me to the bed

With a silver shaft of cold, cold steel

She runs me through and through.

BFB

“Mr. Bell, why don’t you write your poems so that everyone can understand them?” I replied, “Madam, I write so that every body can not understand them.

Five Things my Grandpappy Used to Say

Redux

  1. It’s not what you used to be that counts, it’s what you are now.
  2. He’s independent as a hog on ice.
  3. Boy, you need to take that camera and throw it in the river.
  4. Don’t make the other fellers living for him.
  5. Huh? Pigs say huh! Pinch their tails and they say un huh!

Gorillas in the Mist

Thought of the Day

Photo by the author

In the final analysis, we are all just gorillas in the mist, flesh, and bone and a hank of hair, with weird personality traits and a funny thing called consciousness. I think Jung had it right, but we must remember the German language doesn’t distinguish between mind and soul. The mind does not perceive the mind just a sharp knife cannot cut itself, so it is with the mind, and ultimate reality is beyond the scope of the intellect.