The Grateful Dead Sea Scrolls
Peaches En Randalia #5
Prelude The Other Bible or How I Stopped Worrying and Learned to Love My Discontent with the Status Quo
I read a lot. I probably read more now than I ever haveblogs, newspapers, magazines and quite a few books spanning a variety of subjects. I am far from an expert on anything; contrarily, like a photograph, the more I look at the image, the less I see. I wallow freely in the sacred land of I dont knowa bit flaky Buddhist but I need to grasp the scenery from my viewpoint on the frontlines of todays mixed-up battlefields. Case in pointwhen modern times present inadequate leaders, it is up to the massesespecially in a democracyto wean the corrupt from the societal teat and start anew. I probably fell into jam, avant-garde and jazz music because of its opaque structureI loved the fact that a group of talented musicians could spontaneously create without preconceived prejudice. Jamband music, especially, felt limitless, free and honest. Therefore, like a slow train building up steam and coupled with so many other bleeding heart liberals amongst the Grateful Dead, PHISH (Capital P, Capital H) and continuing jam community, we read, gather information and act towards a more promising future. As the man said somewhere, in some far off forgotten land: if not now, when? If not you, whom? If not acted upon, then dont complain when the dagger falls your way.
The blending of myth and history in the [Dead Sea] scrolls raises interesting questions. Myth is myththat is, fantasy as opposed to historyonly to skeptical outsiders. To the faithful, the intended audience, myth is revealed truth. A typical device of writers of the fantastic is to state the impossible or transcendental and then relentlessly prove its veracity by means of scrupulously realistic detail. The very proliferation of wordssuggests the continuous preoccupation with words, letters and numbers – The Other Bible, edited by Willis Barnstone, commentary on The War of the Sons of Light with the Sons of Darkness, from the Dead Sea Scrolls one of several books in the backpack for the journey from West to East to West
Pruduhon was a great communication analyst. His system of voluntary association (anarchy) is based on the simple communication principle that an authoritarian system means one-way communication, or stupidity, and a libertarian system means two-way communication, or rationality. – Coincidance, Robert Anton Wilson another book in the proverbial backpack
As the creator of life, the cosmic serpent is a master of metamorphosis. In the myths of the world where it plays a central part, it creates by transforming itself; it changes while remaining the same. So it is understandable that it should be represented differently at the same time. – The Cosmic Serpent DNA and the Origins of Knowledge, Jeremy Narby, le backpack_Part I random vocabulary daydreams during an East Coast trip to catch three generations of improvisationLesh, Anastasio, Gordon, Benevento and Russo:_*
Atoms coalesced into a single dense point, began to fissile, the Big Bang commenced, and billions of universes expanded outwards like branches on a great behemoth tree.
Give me the thingamabob, said the sauced surgeon.
A menagerie of cretins filled the assembly hall.
Belles countenance expressed guilt.
Unfortunately, Terri found she must supererogate in her position to advance.
The arrogant, over-demonstrative clerk gesticulated like a lunatic to prove his point.
Claudine was regulated to the demimonde class because of her inane, paranoid, and ignorant way of thinking.
Chivalry is not all its cracked up to be, wheezed the paramedic.
Lets not forget the cultural nicety and intellectual stimulation of this painting, puffed the museum curator.
Dylans Upstate New York, bucolic period produced his slow-to-rise masterpiece, John Wesley Harding.
Italys volatile political nature created an unstable and flat economy during the twentieth century for the boot-shaped land.
Must he attenuate his best tendencies? pondered Ms. Collins.
Paradigm is an idea that explains (or can appear to explain) the order of things. A psychological paradigm, for example, of centuries past was that one could stab a pointy, sharpened rock into the skull of a possessed patient to let the demons escape. A once common paradigm of the talking cure of Sigmund Freud has also gone out of fashion. Ironically, the nature of a paradigmthat which explains somethingenables it to be changed as the seasons pass.
Part II random mythical daydream about an educational paradigm mindbender
Tonight, class, began Mr. Watson, Id like to discuss a topic that is a little difficult to decipher.
Women, offered a young lad barely out of his teens next to me
Most men roared; some women cackled; others groaned; I smirked at such a witty retort.
No, chuckled Watson. Although, pray tell, get a drink or two in me and perhaps, we could discuss that, shall we say, issue some dayoutside of class.
A crafty mind. A strong teacher. An elusive personality to peg. I sat in the back of the class for several weeks now and daydreamed while jotting down notes in silence and turning in essays from my primeval subconsciousness. I was bitter about a few things and I had hopedmaybe, a little in vainthat our teacher would not see that emotion in my writing and grade it for what it was worth.
For what it was worth, Mr. Watson said: Tonight, friends and writer-extraordinaires, were going to talk of the order of things.
Paradigm, I said without thinking. This was one of the rare times I had ever spoken in the class.
A few heads tilted at me. Some nice-looking lady two aisles over smiled in my direction. Our teacher stood, gazed at me for nearly ten seconds, and asked: You areyou are Mister…? He knew who I was orcheck thatwho I am. Hes toying with me.
Paradigm, I ignored his mysterious attempt at identification of my name and continued, is the order of thingsor should I say the perceived perception of an explanation of order. However, a viewpoint can change with time.
Much like the idea of a hero, Watson said elaborating on my thought. I hope you all chose wisely on the essays turned in tonight; because I can say without a doubt that by the time you finish this course, your perceived perception of a viewpoint of the order of things will have changed as this gentleman has accurately pointed out.
Part III random scroll with something borrowed, considered and new
Gilgamesh is like a petulant child at the dawn of the earliest recorded major myth. He was born two-thirds god and one-third man and was under the protection of the wise and nurturing Mother Goddess, Nintu. The matriarchal concept of gods would be threatened and eventually ruptured by his actions. Rebellion solidified his legacy. Gilgamesh is willful, somewhat-evil, self-centered, questioning of societal preconditions and ultimately, civilizations first modern archetype of man. He refuses marriage to Ishtar, the goddess of love and fertility, because past arrangements ultimately brought death after a period of brief satisfaction.
He seeks freedom of the soul; she offers toil in the field. The wheel turns.
Conceptually, John Miltons Paradise Lost many centuries later would echo the sentiments of Gilgamesh in the electric curiosity symbolized by Satan. Gilgamesh also wants to pull the apple from the tree of knowledge and offer it not only to him but also to others. First, he must experience endless fame and fortune. This also shatters the preconceived notions of the predominant matriarchy. Immortality, fame, and omniscience are ambitiously important gateways to modern times. Gilgamesh constructed the door to human achievement. After his long journey accumulating experiences, pondering fate, and reconciling ambitions, he emerges as a wise and proud mortal. Alas, hell experience death, but it will be his discovery. He has broken from the arms of a goddess and charged into the fields of oblivion in his striking self-awareness.
But what became of that patriarch paradigm shift thousands upon thousands of years ago? Consider modern times. Case in pointconsider the music that we love that has enabled a consistent direct dialogue between musician and audience member. Consider the type of two-way communication that has to exist for events to enfold in a natural fashion. Im not advocating a return to the Mother Goddess mythology but I am hoping that the need to piss farther than any other man on the planet becomes a pointless activity before the time one needs to consider such a choice is too late. Consider what is necessary for all and eliminate the paths that breed self-centered one-way communication, one note guitar wankery that negates the need for words, numbers, imagery and beautiful music. Consider that the sound of one hand clapping could be the dying heartbeat of the silent majority wandering in the dark wondering what happened to choice. – Randy Ray stores his work at www.rmrcompany.blogspot.com.