nature loves to hide

i've been ruminating about berlin alexanderplatz, kenny goldsmith, and brent cunningham's new reading series artist statement - wondering if i want to say that the present is the most occult time, because what's hidden while it is present is really, really hidden.

(i love, in brent's artist's statement, the idea of apprehending hidden presences of subtlety and turmoil while in a state of negative irritability).

& whether we (actually, jared, who was we? mrs. maybe?) are engaged in a project of willful mystification - maybe we (the grand we) want to expose the already-existing interstitial mystification. bc nature loves to hide. and more info plus the continued fact of ego = more desire to control. aka one of the ego's mystifications is clarity / purity.

proliferation & summation (drowning & the grid in jared terms).

i don't have time to clarify this - have to run to work - maybe my irritating blather will bait y'all (j, megan, catherine) to write back.

i think that shakespeare's fools may be the most skeptically occult characters.

occult words

-medium

-figure

-cape

-thicket

underlined

Reading a biography of William James, thinking about links between the occult and the rational or hyper-rational, waiting for Jared to comment in this space, I underlined 2 James quotes to put in here:

"The peace of rationality may be sought through ecstasy when logic fails..."

"The Absolute is what has not yet been transcended, criticized, or made relative. So far from being something quintessential and unattainable as is so often pretended, it is practically the most familiar thing in life. Every thought is absolute to us at the moment of conceiving it or acting upon it."

I'm thinking, poetry may not be critique, but it tries to critique - makes absolutes (thoughts, sounds) and then interrogates them. Reading Irresponsibility by Chris Vitiello makes me think about this too.