There’s something in the human personality which resents
things that are clear, and conversely, something which is attracted to puzzles, enigmas, and allegories.
There’s something in the human personality which resents
things that are clear, and conversely, something which is attracted to puzzles, enigmas, and allegories.
I saw all the mirrors on earth and none of them reflected me.
~Jorge Luis Borges, The Aleph
Image: Horacio Villalobos / Corbis (via: .thedailybeast.com)
Relearn astonishment.
What I, in common with his other enthusiastic readers, took from his work was a conviction and a technique. The conviction was that the everyday world might be — as to adolescents it certainly is — full of boredom and triviality, but the wider world of nature, art, and learning is full of inexhaustible interest. But it’s easy to lose sight of the latter, and let ourselves be trapped in the former. The technique, the trick for lifting oneself from the one world to the other, was simple enough: intense concentration followed by relaxation will lead to elation.
The thing is, it does work.
If one is going to engage with the primordial darkness one must expect a certain amount of social awkwardness.
“[In] Tarot divination, one should look through the pack first and then shuffle but lightly, or the result will be completely random, and the chances of the spread being able to stimulate the magical perception will be reduced.”
[…]
Once the symbol has been obtained, it should be used to help the magical perception crystallize more fully. It should become a basis for lateral thinking (or intuitive guesswork) rather than as a final answer to be mechanically interpreted. — (MORE OF THAT HERE)
Aquarian Tarot by David Palladini
Kahn/Selesnick tarot from Eisbergfreistadt project:
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1 cup flour — white, or half white/half wheat (attempting coconut flour next time — will require more liquid)
1/4 cup oats
2 tbsp ground flax
2 tbsp ground chia
2 tsp shredded coconut
1.5 tsp baking powder
3/8 teaspoon baking soda
shallow teaspoon cinnamon
shallow teaspoon cacao powder
salt
wet:
1 or 2 eggs as desired, or make a flax or chia egg
1.5 cup cultured goat milk (OR regular goat milk OR buttermilk OR 1 cup milk + 1/4 cup yogurt, etc)
2 tbsp brown sugar
heaping tbsp coconut oil
2 tbsp vanilla extract
optional: 1/3 banana, mashed
combine wet/dry & make.
take your favorite grainy sandwich bread &, optionally, toast two slices
optional: capers, celery seed
tri-color spiral pasta, al dente
your favorite pesto
your favorite mushrooms (optional)
pine nuts
best feta you can find (or your favorite salty crumbly cheese)
MIX IT TOGETHER
make coffee,
(maybe brewed with a small spoonful of almond powder)
drink it black
w/a little coconut oil in the cup.
it floats on top;
happy lips
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eat toast with it: slathered in coconut oil & blueberry jam
– soak the shit out of some sticky rice (somewheres between 3 and 30 hours)
– cook to goo, in coconut milk & 1-2 tablespoons coconut oil (frequent or near-constant stirring probably required, lid-off recommended)
– roll into 1 to 3inch balls and/or pattycakes and/or amorphous globules
** optional: shove an almond or hazlenut in each riceglom
– coat the balls in a suitable crumb(l)y topping, e.g. nut meal or [pulverized [graham cracker/cookie/biscuit/cold cereal/granola etc]] — (my topping typically = dried almond pulp from nutmilking) — .. (could substitute any kinda flour in a pinch, but this would be a grave textural sacrifice)
– fry in coconut oil to goldenbrown crispystuffs
– dust the hotgreasyballs in powdersugar & cinnamon
– dry on rack
– eat
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RED BEAN. GREEN TEA. PUMPKIN. TARO. BLUE PEA FLOWER.
make gently purple all over.
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+ diced cucumbers in a bowl (usually 1 serving for me is half of one of those giant canadian fuckers)
+ minimal amount of soy sauce (.75 tablespoon perhap)
+ combine & stir/toss gently for a good 20 seconds to a minute — cukes should absorb soy sauce nicely
add these things:
+ black pepper, dill, fresh minced garlic – 1-3 cloves
+ crushed up bits of those wasa crackers or other grainy numcrunch; i’ve been burning through this box of fancy pumpkin seed cheddar crispbread
super extra note: i like to eat it with a tiny spatula to get every bit outta the bowl, less awkward than a spoon
[[[[[[[[[i also use my tiny spatula to get the last chunks out of jam and nut butter jars etc… then i get the last last of it out by adding a little water & giving a shake; use the liquid as the start of a sauce or curry.spatspatspat]]]]]]]]]
goal re: proportions = looking for visible flecks of pepper & feta dispersed pleasingly. each biggish spoonful should have a wee little chunk or two of olive, & proportionally more of everything else.
^ i rarely accomplish this due to impoverished olive supply and laziness re: cutting them as fine as is necessary… olives/other veggies can be gently pulsed in food processor but this will make the whole salad a little less “bright” and crisp in appearance. more importantly this will tend to make it significantly wetter, particularly if other veggies are added (though the cuke is mostly to blame)… it benefits greatly from 10 minute air-out in a big roomy strainer after assembly, during which any added nuts/seeds will also absorb moisture.
in the event of a major fuckup that somehow renders it completely sodden and unappetizingly sloplike, carefully folding in dried nut pulp/meal or breadcrumbs by the spoonful helps.
…. it can also be wokked up (sans cheese) into a hot salad to get around insurmountable moisture problems. (if doing it hot purposefully, swap cuke for zook)
+ make spätzle or other pasta; reserve the water
+ cook some pert little mushrooms (e.g. baby bella), halved, in a little oil on low-medium heat until they start to exude their juicefluids, then add sherry & about 1 tablespoon honey & reduce.. if liquid runs low add more sherry and/or red wine
+ at the same time, cook some beef & cube it & set aside, OR, better, cook to almost-done, then cube and throw in with the mushrooms when they’re about halfway done
+ sauce option: combine pan juices of beef and mushrooms with a little pasta water & simmer till desired
+ pile everything together, add pepper, salt to taste, cheese if desired
(15-20 min prep, 10-15 min cooktime)
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+ prepare first:
1. minced ginger
minced onion
minced garlic
^ a few tablespoons of each of above, or more.
3 red chiles (chilis? shit), minced
^ combine and set aside.
2. in a small bowl or ramekin HAHAHA combine two tablespoons plus one teaspoon, each, of soy sauce (i usually use ponzu) and fish sauce, with one heaping tablespoon brown sugar… stir and set aside
3. approx. 1 cup or heaping handful of fresh basil; it would be difficult to have too much. mince & set aside.
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start the rice:
1.25 cups rice in a saucepan… basmati or jasmine probably most appropriate, eh. dump in one 13oz can coconut milk (or approx 1.5 cups other coconut milk) & ¾ cup water; bring to boil, cover & reduce to simmer etc — takes less time than normal rice (~10 min). do not burn. i add a tablespoon of coconut oil toooooo
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once the rice water is on its way, put skillet or wok on high heat (have had predictably favorable results with the cast iron skillet)… i superstitiously give the pan a few “moments” to lose its chill before i…
…add garlic-ginger-onion-chile mixture with 2-3 tablespoons of oil,
stir constantly for 30 seconds to one minute. oftentimes i burn the garlic in my carefreedom, oops. that’s ok. it’s goodbitter
then add about 1.25lbs ground beef & brown (4-6 minutes)…
near the end of the meatcooking: add the soystuff, cook for 30 seconds to 1 minute more, then when the meat is essentially ready, reduce the heat to med-low, add basil & stirrrrrr until it wilts very slightly (20 seconds? it’s quick).
& done.
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DO serve with lime wedges
We are all of us living in the shadow of Manhattan.
dry:
1 cup flour — white, or half white/half wheat (attempting coconut flour next time — will require more liquid)
1/4 cup oats
2 tbsp ground flax
2 tbsp ground chia
2 tsp shredded coconut
1.5 tsp baking powder
3/8 teaspoon baking soda
shallow teaspoon cinnamon
shallow teaspoon cacao powder
salt
wet:
1 or 2 eggs as desired, or make a flax or chia egg
1.5 cup cultured goat milk (OR regular goat milk OR buttermilk OR 1 cup milk + 1/4 cup yogurt, etc)
2 tbsp brown sugar
heaping tbsp coconut oil
2 tbsp vanilla extract
optional: 1/3 banana, mashed
combine wet/dry & make. this will require you to slightly re-learn how to make pancakes because, you’ll see.
I hear new news every day, and those ordinary rumours of war, plagues, fires, inundations, thefts, murders, massacres, meteors, comets, spectrums, prodigies, apparitions, of towns taken, cities besieged in France, Germany, Turkey, Persia, Poland, &c., daily musters and preparations, and such like, which these tempestuous times afford, battles fought, so many men slain, monomachies, shipwrecks, piracies and sea-fights; peace, leagues, stratagems, and fresh alarms. A vast confusion of vows, wishes, actions, edicts, petitions, lawsuits, pleas, laws, proclamations, complaints, grievances are daily brought to our ears. New books every day, pamphlets, corantoes, stories, whole catalogues of volumes of all sorts, new paradoxes, opinions, schisms, heresies, controversies in philosophy, religion, &c. Now come tidings of weddings, maskings, mummeries, entertainments, jubilees, embassies, tilts and tournaments, trophies, triumphs, revels, sports, plays: then again, as in a new shifted scene, treasons, cheating tricks, robberies, enormous villainies in all kinds, funerals, burials, deaths of princes, new discoveries, expeditions, now comical, then tragical matters.
Robert Burton (1577 – 1640) – The Anatomy Of Melancholy

Frontispiece to 1638 edition.
(via jamreilly)
By the help of bhang ascetics pass days without food or drink. The supporting power of bhang has brought many a Hindu family safe through the miseries of famine. To forbid or even seriously to restrict the use of so holy and gracious a herb as the hemp would cause widespread suffering and annoyance and to the large bands of worshipped ascetics deep-seated anger. It would rob the people of a solace in discomfort, of a cure in sickness, of a guardian whose gracious protection saves them from the attacks of evil influences, and whose mighty power makes the devotee of the Victorious, overcoming the demons of hunger and thirst, of panic, fear, of the glamour of Maya or matter, and of madness, able to rest to brood on the Eternal, till the Eternal, possessing his body and soul, frees him from the haunting self and tee shares to the full. Like his Hindu brother Masulman fakir reveres bhang as the lengthener of life, the freer of the bonds of self. Bhang brings union with the Divine Spirit. ‘We drank bhang and the mystery I am He grew plain. So grand a result, so tiny a sin.’
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
I am sure that when we had time to think of it, we must have suspected that a society whose elite was so grossly affluent, I mean a society that numbered its billions of dollars as we counted our nickels, could have and possibly should have exhibited a bit more concern for the fate of its young artists who might plausibly be expected, if they chance to mature, to have some influence on the (very protean) culture of a nation which was then, as it remains now, a nation ruled by that numerically tiny gang which has fitted itself on the top of the totem pole and is scared of getting dizzy if it glances down.
(image source: © bobby fisher)
“Van Gogh was unable to shake off that sort of family vampirism to whose interest it was that Van Gogh the painter stick to painting without at the same time demanding the revolution indispensable to the bodily and physical…
Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don’t resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.
None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free.
I believe in mysticism, with an interior goal, and you are your own temple and your own priest. I don’t believe anymore in religions, because you see today there are religious wars, prejudice, false morals, and the woman is despised. Religion is too old now; it’s from another century, it’s not for today.
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