BREVITY AND THE REVOLUTION

Shogun sequin mines,
psionic technopathy savants,
rhetoricians confluential bulldozers
rendering nuance underfoot,
overhead tectonic netherworlds
entering chthonic cascades,
charming pseudo-saracastic importunity,
in cascades of fluency,
under guard of night,
a Blitzkrieg Kreigspeil,
a sort of Spandau ballet,
in their haunting arts,
contiguity harmonica juggernauts,
reliquary Teutonic bardship,
haunting upkeep downstream
of consciousness' riverswell,
pooling together into
your peptide soup,
chrysalis inhering in,
a cocooning revolution,
cascading nutriment's support,
making nuanced appeasement
of obliteration's home,
ubiquity contestment,
Ninjitsu Subaru ankh,
doing zero to sixty,
in a life less ordinary,
testicular orbit monkey's,
in mayhem of simian,
semantic praxis seductions,
offshore similitude's trajectory,
promising Valkyrie,
tracing eternity,
relegating approximate pi,
for the sake of,
brevity and the revolution.
The image was made on Easter of 2005 one the last time I was in the company of my Godfather Jim Kiriakoulias and my father, it's a quick one hour sketch. Both my father and my godfather have passed away, I miss them very much.
Poem and image © 2016 and 2005 respectively by Peter Kaleb Theodoropoulos aka Rockwell Wilder
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Hi Peter,
Your etymological skills are unparalleled. I have a fair command of the English language, but found myself going to the dictionary several times for definitions. My favorite word I learned was "chthonic". As for interpretation, I feel I garnered a bit, but I would need many hours to interpret it in its entirety. But wonderful works like this are a great challenge to all. A lesson in word usage, and a stimulus for the mind. I congratulate you on a literary masterpiece, and welcome to Cosmo, with open arms.
Peace and Love,
xox Larry
As a rule I don't normally borrow combinations of terms, unless I am trying to randomly incorporate what I have heard from the radio (that's how Zenetic Poetry formed into Boom Poetics), but the term "sequin mines" was adapted from a punchline from a joke by SNL weekend update correspondent Dennis Miller, where he made some crack I believe about his parents working in the sequin mines. Sometimes I make obscure personal reference and not everything is codified, some of it is just "Interconscious time based" codification, that might relate to something someone spontaneous someone just experienced or it may resonate aesthetically for other reasons. I call it PULSE poetry, I believe it's what Jazz is to the poetic tradition, a sort of musicality without notes, as emphasized in the lyrical potential of '"intentional/stochastic" language (in some cases the multiple meanings of the work are like instruments layering meaning, and it's a lot of fun to create). Sometimes I misspell words to give a sense of it's root meaning, or just to be different IE psyonic instead of psionic, this is how language modulates itself and it creates semantic shift that is very interesting. Language is use and use is spontaneously explored in Pulse. There are no mistakes in pulse, just ever more successful ways of applying your intentions to tracing out the context of your emerging mastery.
The discipline I have created is able to process large amounts of data critically spontaneously, so in effect I owe my many teachers all the way public school and into University for their patience in helping students to follow along complex ideas with some creative variation. I seek however to maximize the creative variation, even with the understanding that the narrative says nothing. I was noticing many search for gimmicks in BOOM poetics that sought to create narrative using connecting terms like "OF THE" a lot, or and connecting terms, so the styles of pulse have changed quite a bit, as I have become more adept at randomizing my internal lexicon so to speak. I notice a bias of terms in the writing, which can be a bit frustrating, but poetry is often not read as a whole book, so people won't get into the bias so much. IE when I learned the term Aolian, I must have used it twenty five times in four months. Some words I just learn to love. I definitely have a love of the spoken language...but I am first and foremost a painter that developed allergies to everything, and who is only just getting back into painting as soon as I can get over the fear of more break outs of hives, thousands of them all over my body, a feeling like my skin is on fire. I suffered immensely and out of depression of sorts did not even draw, I was forced into a sort of dissociation with what I loved into something I had always done since I was sixteen was write poetry. Poetry saved me from creative block. Like sport Poetry is like basketball or soccer, no need for all of those supplies like in painting, or film making, you just need a pen. As pulse grew out of random performance pieces to my Higher power as my father was dying, a sort of coping mechanism, I showed you don't even need a pen to be a poet, you just need an active mind, you can do it anywhere, you can always be a creative and no one can stop you from expressing yourself.
I owe my becoming an artist to my late father Tilemachus Theodoropoulos who allowed for me to study art in school, that's a portrait of him in the image provided, he was a hard working man, and a wonderful role model on balance and I love him very much. My writing of poetry and a discipline I call Friction, went from 18 hours a day, to three to five hours a day to a study period I am in now which I spend about ten hours a day studying memes and ideas others provide on Facebook groups, as I collect my responses and aphoristic expressions into book form. I don't throw any writing out, and good or bad it's the final product. I hence wrote over one hundred books in one year writing three hours a day. Zenetic poetry saved me from utter despair, and boredom, it is a need that causes me to express myself, it is not solely something I want and I have a need to express myself non-linearly too, I don't want to be deadened by people's interpretation, I want my creations to have life to have that pulse of a living thing, to be in essence alive. As a hylozoist it's a spiritual progression that brings me to this method.
Zenetic poetry was the first phase in it and I often make up words in that phase, but that permeates the whole genre of Pulse poetry which includes what I call BOOM poetics (please see my comment on my wall). It's like looking at language under the lens of multiplicity, possibility, perplexia, association, and conflation of meanings to create narrative probability as the work teases one out of a sense that these are just words (Something achieved by Zenetics), to the fact that these are moreso a kind of language applied to a set of meanings. I am glad you enjoyed it. I too hope it will be studied in schools to help extend student diction. I spent much time with a dictionary and I could spend a lifetime learning. The discipline hinges on the potentially temporary obscurity of language, it's excitement and its possible conclusions, and it's deferred mode of arriving at singular sets of meanings.
I consider the work a resistance to the medusal principle of language's formalism, which fixes rigid meanings in place, and that is based on the notion that the author necessarily is the prime constructor of meaning. I was influenced by Roland Barthes' essay "The Death of The Author", though I in many ways naturally resist his conclusions, because I believe the author has everything to do with creating the initial form that contains syntactical (or rather new word Psytactical meaning intended by wrestling with random forces) intention. In my versions of language construction, however, the author cannot simply be the true final word, on meaning construction, though they in language formalize procedure they don't synchronize all expressions of a variation's themes. As a writer I arrange the poetic convention, I do not convey the final set of meanings necessarily. It brings that sense of a child playing with language to arrive at many ways to see something, and delight in the ability of personal agency to direct the mind to an intentional variety even in the act of interpreting the work IE it's I hope if I am successful not simply intentional variety created in the construction of the work but in the reception of the work as well that dictates my success as a poet at this phase of the writing. It may evolve into something completely intentional, I have no clue where the mood and atmosphere go, it's essentially writing on those emergent elements as much as possible. Thanks again Larry Ran, for your participation with my poetic expressions, writing's purpose is community.
As everyone knows the Germans have a wonderful work ethic, this has conditioned indirectly and directly how I go about my work. On the references to German culture in the poem, if my father did not get work in Germany, I would never have been born as he made enough money to move to Canada, and eventually bring my mother from Greece they did very well in business. My father died in August of 2011, he is dearly missed. I can trace my birth back to an earth quake, if my father did not get work to go to Germany from rebuilding houses I would never have been born, I owe my existence to the random character and creativity of Nature, hence PULSE poetry!
Hi Peter,
I am computer illiterate, for my wife handles all that needs be done on it. She has just read to me your answer to my extolling words about your poetic prowess. You have responded with a brilliant beautiful dissertation about your life. As I listened to this cornucopia of alarming acumen I felt humbly honored that you would bestow such personal treasures upon me. Please allow me a day or two to ingest your words so I can respond to them with the knowledge of their meaning. I really want to delve into your PULSE poetry, and learn how to create some of it myself, because I love the idea of conforming to non-conforming. You'll hear from me soon, my unbelievable Poetic Brother.
Peace and Love,
Larry
Thank you for your interest Larry.
Hi Peter,
I'm just getting around to responding because I had foot surgery on Friday morning and it set me back a day or two. In reading your response I found an important common bond we have, for I am an Art Dealer. I've been in this business since 1969 and my whole life is immersed in fine paintings. Every inch of wall space is covered, and my wife and I sell works that aren't in our private collection, in various manners including ebay. I have been to most of the great museums in the eastern U.S., like the Metropolitan, Frick, National Gallery, Philadelphia, etc., and many fine ones in the Midwest like the Cincinnati, Cleveland, Chicago, Indianapolis, Toledo, Taft, etc. One of my favorite games to play is to have whomever I am with to place their hand over the plaque with the artists name on it, and for me to guess the artist that painted it. This ranges in works from the 15th through 20th century. My collection is mostly 19th to mid 20th century with a few more contemporary works included. So if I had to guess by your powerful PULSE poetry, I would think you created works in the Modernist vein, possibly Expressionist. I'd like to see some of your paintings.
I have read your words and we have other interesting similarities. My Father was also very instrumental in my love of art, for I grew up surrounded by his collection of fine antiques. Meissen, Dresden, Capodimonte, etc., fine vases, figurines and bric a brac. Our living room was off limits, as it was used for a showplace to exhibit his collection. It's funny, but in his later years (he so sadly died very young at only 61), I introduced him and got him started on collecting fine paintings.
As for my poetry, I have been writing it on and off since high school, but never tried to share it. 18 months ago with the passing of my beloved soulmate Nico, my 13 year old doggie, I found tremendous solace in creating poetry, especially Haikus, and eventually found "CosmoFunnel", which has been the harbinger of many new beloved friendships and even some poetic soulmates. It has made me feel like the artists that I was always so envious of, their being able to portray on canvas such powerful emotions, but which I can now duplicate with my pen and paper. We have other bonds. Hylozoism, Buddhist Zen and Etymology to name a few. I think this is the inception of a very interesting and challenging relationship.
Your new Poetic Brother,
Larry
Thanks Larry for your insightful words. I will share some of my paintings with you as I create new ones, or make a record of older works. Most of my paintings have been either stolen from storage OR I got ripped of trusting people to sell it for me without a contract and I got ripped off... I had about a decade worth of work stolen that way before I developed allergies to the paints. Then never taught us business in school, and while many people think it common sense business savvy it just isn't. I sold a 5 foot by 5 foot painting for less than cost because someone liked it, and I let someone next to me suggest the price, and I just went with it. That painting belonged to the collection of the late Washington Savage a most talented musician. BUT my amount would have been 2 thousand, but I went with five hundred dollars, simply because I needed the money and it was a hassle to store the painting somewhere, but that was an absurd price, now I wouldn't sell one of my small paintings for less than ten thousand if it was on paper, if I have my say in the actual worth of the work. But I never bother to try to sell anything. I will join the market after my MFA. Thanks for your interest in my work, I will post images of my paintings and drawings with my written work in future.
Peter