BY JAN HAAG

ART & POETRY - ACCUMULATIONS

INTRODUCTION + POETRY + MUSIC + ESSAYS + TRAVEL + FICTION + TEXTILE ART + HAAG'S BIO




INSPIRED BY

NISARGADATTA


ENTR'ACTE I

03-29/4-13/25/06-02-02
"The real poet cannot be recognized as such if he does not oppose the world in which he lives by total nonconformism."
Benjamin Peret, "Magic: The Flesh and Blood of Poetry," View, ser 3. no. 2 (1943): p 63




Picture me lying on clean, white, sanitary sheets
on my bed atop Pacific View Drive reading
spiritual books in the sunshine longing for God --
perpetually disappointed, as each book, instead of concluding
in enlightenment, ends with the injunction: get a
guru.
Find a teacher, they enjoined, a guide
(preferably the book's author), saint, someone to take
your hand, show you the path, someone to
help you put your preferences on hold. I
needed, they said, to rise from the white
sheets, to put my trust in an other
human, follow their footsteps. It seems new thought,
invention, a creative seeing of the world, making
new things, having new insights all happened thousands
of years ago. There is nothing to learn
except what has been said before. The body

of tradition lies more heavily on one than
even the physical body. What's a new person
for, I cried (continuously) if we're only supposed
to walk within old footsteps. A rebel, I
guess, from the git go, with a great
cause. They try to confine everyone to following
the wisdom of someone else invented some time
ago. But what fun at the dawn. Think
of the fun of Ashoka, the fun of
the ancestors of Chih Huang Di, Buddha, Aristotle
and the boys, Jesus and his students, making
it up as they went along, not having
to drag the body (of law). It, human
knowledge, began somewhere, sometime with people as gauche
as me looking at the stars, looking at
their liver, reading the cracks of bones, painting

bison in caves. Someone probably already telling them:
"Grind the ochre this way." "Use camel hairs
not warthog bristles." Surely at some date, back
in pre-history, pre-pre-history (maybe) someone knew the ecstasy
of discovery. Shouted: Do it this way! I
see it! Paint it! Before being subjected to
all the dead theories that, sooner or later,
turn out to be wrong. Surely what births
in the world with a new mind, new
ways of loving, lying, should be given a
chance -- a big chance! Before education (indoctrination)! Look
at the mess the world's in, surely you
don't want me to learn all that! Even
today (in this world) we have to agree
that it's often the maverick mind (the outsider)
that discovers, adds to, enlarges the shrinking world.

Today, lying on my clean white sheets on
my floor reading mysteries, I am unable to
fathom the hold sex has over humanity. (Or
does it? Does it only in books? -- where
it's needed to sell the non-sense one reads
to relieve the pressure of time heavy on
one's hand between birth and eternity.) The implication
being that one -- me, I -- need (?) to go
out, find a teacher, indulge in sex which
was only an interest, ever, of a few
minutes of my night or day. I need (?)
a guru of the body. Why? I need (?)
their experience, not my own, to make me
whole, a human. Left alone, how many at
what age would think up sex as time
filler? as more entertaining than roaming, say, Monument Valley?

Created by humans, with too much time and
not enough oomph to move beyond eat, sleep,
work, pro-creation (what our soft-purring, sure-footed pets do)
diddling, drug-warring -- do I really need to believe
that the clean white sheets, the sanitary reading,
the non-sense of life is pervasive? So why
all this awareness, this longing, if no one
can, no one even wants to try to
move beyond this "human nature." Is consciousness given
us only to ridicule the absurdities of having
been given life? Wonder? Curiosity? Invention? Need? Enlightenment?
The incorrigible delight in doing it "My way!"




#19 OBJECTIVITY




Copyright © 2002 Jan Haag
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Jan Haag may be reached via e-mail: jhaag@u.washington.edu


BY JAN HAAG



ART & POETRY - ACCUMULATIONS

INTRODUCTION + POETRY + MUSIC + ESSAYS + TRAVEL + FICTION + TEXTILE ART

HAAG'S BIO


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