As a poet, painter, musician, healer, Taiji Quan and Qigong practitioner, and astrologer, you will find many references here. As Hermes Psychopompos, I am here, and up and down there. RL
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Events / News Please visit the Art page for current exhibitions of my paintings and photos and the Music page for my upcoming CD
Joel Allegretti and I usually perform music at our monthly poetry reading hosted by the North Jersey Literary Series (NJLS) on the 3rd Saturday of the month at 8:30 pm. Located at The Classic Quiche Cafe, Queen Anne Rd, Teaneck There is also an open mic. for poetry or performing your music.
TAI CHI: we have moved from Edgewater to Ridgefield, NJ. Additional classes are held in Closter, and another in Englewood. Please check the Taiji page.
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You are now on the home page. Below, find links to my other pages. A miscellany of ideas, images and stimulants is present. The ocean of Tao accepts all rivers. Soak.
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THE COMMON REALITY
If we construct a model for our thoughts, they become easier
to handle and to communicate. From the parables of Christ to
the koans of Zen masters (from the concrete to the abstract)
models try to reach outside of the context in which they were
spoken and to which they refer.
My current pattern, or model, is taken from the common
reality that we all agree upon (and for which reason, we all
accept as reality): the third dimension and its laws of
behaviour.
A spider searches for points in our world to which she will
construct a web. She is in a tree. A vast world presents itself:
the web could go in any direction. She sees distant branches
and leaves. She sees a rock. She swings out to one place,
attaching a line. She climbs to another, attaches a line. She
builds a framework and starts to spiral inwards towards a
yet-unknown center. Let's call that web all of the reality that
we know, for what we tell each other, through science, the
arts, everyday conversations, and the tremendous weight of
history is as limited and is as determined by practicality and
convenience. Some of us sit on the web and speculate about
going other places or the possibility that other places may
exist (science's game). Most of us crawl awhile and get stuck.
The only one who understands the construct and feels the
"pulse" of the web is the spider (as the SW natives Americans
called her: 'Grandmother Spider', the Creator) herself. The
spider has attached a line to the center of the web and sits in
the corner (delicately holding it) and waits and monitors.
Anything that causes a movement anywhere in the web is felt
by her.
As soon as you find the center, you will know. You must wait
a lot and feel -- be sensitive. If you fancy yourself a warrior in the
Don Juan sense of the word, this is what warriors and hunters do.
How does one find the center? I dunno. Walk a labyrinth,
defeat a minotaur, give up your self-importance -- the idea
that you are the center so that the real center can be found ....
Draw a circle while focusing on the center. Trust in the
nothingness which is (un-)manifest there.
As you know, the points of attachment are points of arbitrary
convenience and correspond to our perception of reality AS
WE HAVE AGREED, through the weight of history (habit) and
theory (the current parameters of convenient ignorance). The
weight of history, which includes personal karma, and theory,
which is a usually-specialized form of imagination born of
philosophers and scientists who may not have THAT much
imagination.
Good luck to all contestants!
As the web is a two-dimensional construct in a
three-dimensional world, so our perception is a
three-dimensional construct of reality in a
multi-dimensional world.
The spider's original vision, before the web....
As clouds of smoke arise from a fire
laid with damp fuel, even so from
the Supreme (Brahman) have
issued forth all the Vedas, history,
arts, sciences, poetry, aphorisms,
and commentaries. All these are
the breath [exhale] of the Supreme.
Brihadaranyaka Upanishad 4.10
This Upanishad is called "The Forest of
Wisdom" in English.
I think it is up to us to find the inhale,
which brings us back to the Source, here
called "the Supreme". This website is a
finger pointing in that direction.
One of my greatest teachers, Friedrich
Nietszche, advised me not to suck on
the finger that points the way and since
1973, I never have.
Roy Lucianna
"Self-Portrait,
Inside-out" (photo)
Orgorata Thinton
A site for everyone and no one.
Roy Lucianna