From the Horse's Mouth

Calls and intersection

Posted in 1 by theskinhorse on March 18, 2009

Wherever we are “right now,” when we want to CONNECT (74… leads to paradox) (no matter how joyfully or desperately or angrily), we use all the circuits available to us. When we DO NOT want that connection, we fry them.

CALL (28… glyph)

call (v.)
O.E. ceallian, less common than clipian; replaced by related O.N. kalla “to cry loudly,” from P.Gmc. *kallojanan, from PIE base *gal- “to call, scream, shriek, shout” (cf. L. gallus “cock;” Ger. Klage “complaint, grievance, lament, accusation;” O.C.S. glasu “voice,” glagolu “word;” Welsh galw “call”). Meaning “to give a name to” is c.1250. Meaning “to visit” (M.E.) was literally “to stand at the door and call;” sense of “a short formal visit” is from 1862; caller “visitor” is from 1786. Telephone/telegraph sense is from 1889 (hence slang call girl, c.1900, originally a prostitute dispatched by telephone). Coin-toss sense is from 1801. Calling “vocation” (1382) traces to I Cor. vii:20. To call out someone to fight (1823) corresponds to Fr. provoqueur. To call it a day is from 1834.  ...complete list.

When you place a call, and you get an answer, it is “assumed” that the connection is desired. Be sure of your calls; be sure of your answers. If you are not, contact the you that is.

I need to touch another life form to be reminded that I am not alone. Sometimes.

When we get to heavy intersections,… STOP (70… a door) or do perpendiculars (not dots; it’s not the same).

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  1. 999 said, on March 19, 2009 at 8:40 am

    Parabol

    So familiar and overwhelmingly warm
    This one, this form I hold now.
    Embracing you, this reality here,
    This one, this form I hold now, so
    Wide eyed and hopeful.
    Wide eyed and hopefully wild.

    We barely remember what came before this precious moment,
    Choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside…
    This body holding me, reminding me that I am not alone in
    This body makes me feel eternal. All this pain is an illusion.

    Parabola

    We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
    We are Choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside…
    This holy reality, this holy experience. Choosing to be here in…

    This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
    This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.

    Alive

    This holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in…

    This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
    This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion…
    Of what it means to be alive

    Swirling round with this familiar parable.
    Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
    Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this
    chance to be alive and breathing
    chance to be alive and breathing.

    This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
    Embrace this moment. Remember. we are eternal.
    all this pain is an illusion.

    –Tool, “Parabol” & “Parabola” from the album Lateralus


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