JungTaoBloomian/Flash on BigFish PJ*
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JUNG-TAOBLOOM BIG FISH FLASH WEAVE
And snuggly in the theatre with beaufriend and settling into maroon velvety seats and Happy and on comes previews and so megacool my girl Drew is on and she’s like my soulsister cuz she’s sunshine daisy supahstar and when I get happybigass smile dah people always say Hey you remind me of DREW BARRYMORE so I giggles some mo/and just y-day Be(ing) Enlightened says im trippy daisy... in HAWAII and in movie with adam sandler and then I notice character Rob Schneider and don’t know if that’s how you spell his name but anyhoo he has long hair tryin’ to be Hawaiian hilarious and this ok I notice out of the corner of my Eye that he has a milkywhiteblue Glass Eye....
Now flash forward this gets Cosmic, cuz ok you say none of this is relevant, only Girl Says
it’s all good all relevant all the time Everything in the world of da kosmicmind. So later in Big Fish when the witch comes to the door, she has a milkywhiteblue Glass Eye, that all crystalball like can tell about a person’s death. Now death is a Big Sea, and so is life.
But let me go back again, into the sequential preview and there’s Johnny Depp and he’s in spooky story movie but I’m all thinking him fabulous in Pirate and gypsy-luscious in Chocolat and then that get’s the dark amaretto truffle thing agoin...and wow Kosmicos cuz Depp is Edward Scissorhand and Edward is name of bigfish Bloom.
And the movie is about the Ring. And the Lord of the Rings pops in and the idea Of Marriage and the universal joining of opposities, and the gold sun shining fatly in his luminous orbic way, which is a sphere which is a circle which is A RING. And the Circus is a word for CIRCLE and all things are cycling and a little too fast but pretty and carouselly-like and yes back to the
Brass Ring. And grabbing for Life. And the ring is about Love and round like tao and belly buttons.
{{And you know I can tell that this Tell will be LONG so if you’re willing to Travel, I’ll wager I can name this Note in under 7 Posts/TO BE CONT’D post below, ad infinitum.}}
And snuggly in the theatre with beaufriend and settling into maroon velvety seats and Happy and on comes previews and so megacool my girl Drew is on and she’s like my soulsister cuz she’s sunshine daisy supahstar and when I get happybigass smile dah people always say Hey you remind me of DREW BARRYMORE so I giggles some mo/and just y-day Be(ing) Enlightened says im trippy daisy... in HAWAII and in movie with adam sandler and then I notice character Rob Schneider and don’t know if that’s how you spell his name but anyhoo he has long hair tryin’ to be Hawaiian hilarious and this ok I notice out of the corner of my Eye that he has a milkywhiteblue Glass Eye....
Now flash forward this gets Cosmic, cuz ok you say none of this is relevant, only Girl Says
it’s all good all relevant all the time Everything in the world of da kosmicmind. So later in Big Fish when the witch comes to the door, she has a milkywhiteblue Glass Eye, that all crystalball like can tell about a person’s death. Now death is a Big Sea, and so is life.
But let me go back again, into the sequential preview and there’s Johnny Depp and he’s in spooky story movie but I’m all thinking him fabulous in Pirate and gypsy-luscious in Chocolat and then that get’s the dark amaretto truffle thing agoin...and wow Kosmicos cuz Depp is Edward Scissorhand and Edward is name of bigfish Bloom.
And the movie is about the Ring. And the Lord of the Rings pops in and the idea Of Marriage and the universal joining of opposities, and the gold sun shining fatly in his luminous orbic way, which is a sphere which is a circle which is A RING. And the Circus is a word for CIRCLE and all things are cycling and a little too fast but pretty and carouselly-like and yes back to the
Brass Ring. And grabbing for Life. And the ring is about Love and round like tao and belly buttons.
{{And you know I can tell that this Tell will be LONG so if you’re willing to Travel, I’ll wager I can name this Note in under 7 Posts/TO BE CONT’D post below, ad infinitum.}}
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it was QUITE REFERENTIALLY FUNNY when Burton had Buscemi, the POET treated in such hysterical light, and then He BEOMEs a bank robber (al pacino movies/reservoir dogish and crime man genre teasette/PULP) and later a Wall Street type swindler rich (same diff?)
And OH YEH the GIANT. Sir Gawain, etc, the gentle giant, misunderstood. The Cyclops and others and I’m thinking of Buscemi hilarious in Desperado and how he tells STORIES of antonio banderas character el mariachi as THE GIANT.
And cool the Giant is named CARL. And this is the most mETA poetically pivot-stone for me:
CARL JUNG and the mystery of
Archetypes.
YES. YES. YES. The Big Fish.
The water. fEMININE symbol of creativity of death of the Unconscious sea of the Imagination.
The morphy shapeshifting Castanedaesque nagually trickster coyoteing of werewolf and mermaid sorceress and Eve with the snake and the twig that wolfman fetches and the Snake serpent in the water-garden and the twig-snake and Recalling
in WILLOW the wizardess’s wand-morphs and the TREE
power of twigs
and to “write” in Saxon was literally BARK SCRATCHER
AND tree corresponds in word to Truth and we are oddly impelled to scratch out meaning or SYMBOL on bark, papyrus, paper from trees, computer screens with deepdark foresty backgrounds.....BELIEVE....
In self-love, elephant flowers, happiness in myriad star-shapes...
SO MUCH of everything in everything, and I get joyfully squirmingly Interested. And can you see chivalry and knight quests, and Indiana jones Spiders and waspybee things in the
DON QUIXOTE and I’m trippin’ cuz wow dig: Ewan McGregor is in Moulin Rouge and Rouge means RED (go WINGS) and Moulin means Windmill. Now, Quixote kept telling all these Fabulous stories to enchant his own reality-perceptions. And then I think ok that’s weird cuz it’s in Spain and I thought windmills were in Holland...but oh yeh time of castle all this cross interchanging of Marriages and powers and all in the mix...and then I get “Amsterdam” and of course I have to see pic of John Travolta-Samuel L. Jackson discoursing on French Fries in Amsterdam with mayo/and a cheesy BIG ROYALE
ohmytoo I so remember seeing Ewan in The Pillow Book, Chinese black & white subtitled flick
about theme of Japanese concubine and it’s creepylicious like Shakespeare’s Romeo & Juliet meets Silence of the Lambs. And I get to see Ewan full frontal nude and he has long hair and I love long hair and my beaufried is a Big Phish who has long hair, too. And sometimes phish is full-frontal and the shades are open and I shout at him Hey get some clothes on/ cuz peeps be walking their lost dogs outside our slideglass window cuz it’s all good turf for dog walk. But mostly we walk around in kimonos reading Oriental love poems or watching Red Wings hockey . GO WINGS. So I’m happy and thinking too many thoughts and I remember oh I do want to see that artsy movie Full-Frontal and it has
David Duchovony in it. And actually, although movie-critics are eager to point out the resemblances of Burton’s Fish to Fellini, I see also Kurosawa-Scorsese’s film “Dreams” and giant radioactive Dandelions in nuclear fallout and wedding feasts and the plum blossoms (or cherry or peach) and I see COLORS.
And oh too yeh that’s the ticket: the Circus part reminds me of an episode of X-files where
David D. FOX and Scully are exploring this case with the Lizard Man and then That of course leads me to Jimmy Morrison as the Lizard King, and he’s in France
and Edward’s daughter-in-law in the movie is from France, and really they don’t have French Fries in France and in England they call them Chips.
And Burton does all these wonderful encryptions and self-allusions to other works/genres and when Devito’s ringmaster character...AND Coen productions and back to the Homer thing again and coen OH BROTHER WHERE ART THOU
and the band guys that sang man of sorrows song for actor george Clooney were the Soggy Bottom Boys and the tiny man in the circus is MR. Soggy Bottoms....coolitos
And isn’t it odd and fun and curious, that Bloom Sr & Junior and Witch/Jennifer are played by English (but Burton is English and brilliantly odd and that all makes sense, and technically I think ewan is scottish, but scotland is upper england I think and my geography is poor because im blonde) but wow ok SO THAT make the Acting more like Acting and doing an Alabamian accent prolly isn’t as easy as you’d think. And Jessica Lange was stunning in Rob Roy, about Scottish hero and I’m descended from clan MacGregor, like Ewan, and it’s ironic cuz Liam actor is I believe IRISH.
Emerald cities, and Ozish.
And LOVE in the middle and the middle is middlearthed and springtime in a mindblowing frontfield of daffodils
and the daffodils are all YELLOW.
BIGflowerFISH & THE LOVEMUSH splasherings.
And like Charles, after Madame Bovary dies, he takes to wearing Orange, because he realizes how much she wanted life bright extraordinary passion (deluded Flaubert might add like Don Quixote poisoned from Romances....) And how Bloom’s son returns prodigally to the Folkstory fold, and takes up the mantel of StoryWeaver.
And so much so much and on & on and we could spin for hours and I AM. A little more cream in my coffee and the dance begins All Over Again.
and it is love Cowabungaish and Pjamming hang TEN waves Unleashed. On & on wave after scintillating wave of pureblue Perpetual Circus in the Brain of the Sea.
The mermaid, the morphing, the siren.
The River Styx, the ferryman, Hesse’s Siddhartha, and his son
from Kamala...and the black snake of time, and The river, which you can never step in twice.....and have it be the Same river...
So when Edward struggles with fish of myth, the Great She fish mother, and she spits back the ring, a sort of marriage takes place between them the man and the fish /and the fish and the sea of the old man...and you see welling up there
Moby Dick and Loch Ness and Jonah’s whale. And too much to be told in the history of humankind. But see the sea is
our womb mother, isn’t she, and we rise up
amoebae stars glistening,
UP TO BECOME FISH
BIG upright walking fish caught in a new sea of love
intoxicating frustrations and golden gladnesses.
And if I leave anything out (I am always leaving something out of the BIG EVERYTHING) then So be It. Pooh is happy with honey for breakfast and I just keep having radiant blue molecules of a new sun shining on a chips-ahoy sea.
IMAGINE. Anything. Spin your own circles, symbols
ring within ring, a single Bloom placed Ikebana in the vase.
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And the PEARL JAM PART is when the credits start rolling, and the theatre is empty, cuz it’s Monday night and 7 degrees and the Dolby sound kicks in and we throw back our heads, me and my fishguy, and I close my eyes and let Eddie’s voice wash over me and I’m no longer listening to the words but hearing the clean mingled vowels of OW in hour and now and sometimes a song can carry us up past meanings into the primordial vowelscapes of deep-cry understandings.....
And then my Fish turns to me as says Hey you know what’s cosmic is that (he had his eyes OPEN) while Vedder’s singing
PEARL.
OH and flash back to Moulin Rouge, where Ewan is singing his Love Medley on the BIG BLUE ELEPHANT and it’s loveboat captain time allusion to Beatle”s “all you need is love” LOVE IS ALL YOU NEED and Paul McCartney and Wings (GO RED WINGS)...Another SILLY LOVE SONG....
IIIIIIIII LLLLLLLLove You......
SO I’m kooky and caffeinated and Blatantly self-indulgently usurping Your Precious Time and you’re saying whoa, Cassiopeia GET A LIFE and I’m sorta still Looking...AND hey if you’re like me, we can go out for some global Coffee at the
sidewalk Blue Guitar café and make ourselves a new pot of Reality Java. And it’s soooooooooooo hard to say Goodbye and do you ever feel like you’re addicted to keystrokes and the music of clattery kiclattery and feeling like you’re connected
to all these invisible souls who are joining you on this BusRide of weird phenomenal Whateverness. And hey look it’s only 6SiX pages//whee.AND I PROMISED.... OK on the count of 3 we’ll hang up together....1, 2, 2 and a half, ....
THREE
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And I certainly think that blonde is beautiful, although I am reddish and Scottish and Irish and certainly not as good or as smart as this sugary, blonde cookie!
ps. not only Ed with Scissors or in Bloom but also Wood! Ed is such a lovely name, no?
pss. I talka after 4 and 5 & 6 magically appear before me...am I dreaming????????????.......
psss. THREE
merci, mon cheri. And jubilee. My you are a Brave Soul, to sit so long with my wordily whirred morning mental musings....
splashwishes~~~
but goodgads aren't typos
sometimes a BIG HOOT
haha
and my favorite typos i see in my posts
are
BeOmes
(for becomes...)
but way cosmic verb BEOMES
HAHA
and, best faux pas is where i spell beaufriend (a made-up word for me anyway...) Then i misspell my own word
and it comes out BEAUFRIED
AND i'm sure phishgod would agree, wouldn't you, that being with me is surely highvoltage frying
Gigglysquigglies/
And I thank you as I sit in my little boat, trying to stay afloat, just enjoying the lulling motion of the water and the sweet sounds of silence that bring the croaks of the toads and the buzz of the bees and the whirr of the crickets and cecadas and oh, hey, something just surfaced...
wheeeeeeee friday
and we maybes go out for some
Beaufried Chicken
giggles
and ooh la
GET IN MAH BELLY
(just re-saw fat bastard in Austin Powers 1)
ok so this is insanity epiphany:
i chitterchatter so much that i've gone from ghost to red mosquito...wheeeeeeeeee
i love being enlightening 2 and good Save
on the wildword music game only I AM TOO DARN SLOW
and i don't Where i saw echo--incubus Only i adore mah incubabies so posted 3 echoes and oops on troggs Wild Thing and soooooooooo BE way to save with wildflowers and i just thought of Wildflower Soul/sonic youth but prolly too laquaDAISICAL too post hahaha enlightened fireflies hugging
{{{{{{{{{{{{{{LOVE}}}}}}}}}}}}
and all the fishes
said LOVE,
and then the cherubim
cooed happyfried-day
and the Seraphim
echoed
H-oily, H-oily
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~``
I do believe there IS an echo in here.
And a warm aloha to you too!
Love is all you need is love! You wear it well.
{{{{{{{{{{{{amor}}}}}}}}}}}}}
ok dig this:
you know what a baby Red Mosquito girl has???
RED WINGS....
(and the puck slams in and the crowd
GOes WILD
flowers/daisy petal wishes~~~
)
Setaside 2 too ?
because "all poets bleed"
~~~~~~~`
vampiric angels, squashed on windshield,
shrieking LOVE
'you wear it well'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~`
Methinks my mind is where you mind is or you mind is where my mind is and it feels kinda fuzzy and warm and I am no mosquito but maybe I is the host to this red winged mosquito girl and maybe I like it and I offered myself willingly.
ok and yah baby bebe we be so trippin
cuz
otay
i was thinkin wildflowers
wild thing
wild cherries
wild butter and way trippy style
is site like (you say Fuzzy)
get this:
Fuzz Acid & Flowers
(with retro music catalog and stuff!)
(i so kid you not !!!)
we be totally vibing like hot tamales tahday
Or maybe, I do thinky.
Does that mean I am-y?
I'm just enjoying the ride and movin' to the groovin' and swingin' and swayin' and that's what I'm sayin'
FUNKADELIC and SCRUM-DIDDLY-UMTIOUS!
i just knew there would be a Roald Dahl reference in there sooner or later.
it was the only writer left out.
and that's all I'm gonna say.... shhhhhhhhhhhh
A feast
For all tactile and wonderful!
Each giving depth
And breathe
To dishes
And dancing
Inscribing
Poetizing
All
Adding textures of meanings so profound
Human eyes dare glance!
The cool ones have shades
And I am thankful daily
To all who chose to Luau!
And you know “Its Turtles all the way down…..!
you can get SEATurTLEs
seattle
whee
{{{{{{{{dyao}}}}}}}}
come on in,
dah LUAU gurlfriend.
you are so IN...
and it's so FRIED DAY NIGHT
bigPhish
phishgod
The Jack in the pulpit
speaks soft to the skunk cabbage
saying beware the false hellebore,
that yellow mandarin, swirling
on ginseng, singing of
green dragons,
absinthe wormwood
and Mexican-tea,
the little beggar ticks
sitting in the toadshade
singing arrow-arum,
arum arum,
by the greenbriar,
fly-poison or
carrion flower
or hooker’s orchis
like blited strawberry
by the dock,
in the nettles
or clotburs
like so many
fruited
false loose strife
or tumblin’ in
the tumbleweed,
the erect
knockweed
waits by
the sea blite,
or down
by the
water dock,
and sheep sorrel,
(no common
smartweed here)
climbing
false buck wheat
hopes on lamb’s
quarters
naked
miterwort
ditch stonecrop,
the leafy spurge,
the sunny spurge
and mugworts,
those great rag-weeds,
all green. . . .
all green,
green glowers.
--July 2, 1992
pth
phishgod
HOHOHO gREEN Giant
and the giant was very very green
and looking into his deepdeep blue eyes
ahoy
flowers grew,
and some were green
and some were Blue.
Peacocks and teals, emeraldy sapphires, and soft pales, too....
I am on my way home to you....
teal silver coral plum purpler
yr guy
phishgod
dose boys always be saying they hate nature and love so i spin winks....wow, back to candy apples and flowers for me!
You could spin me up all day and night and I know it would be just magical!
Smiles and smiles
I'd walk the miles!
cuz she signed off her post friday..."it's turtles all the way down"
and so i go out to cafe for suppah with beaufriend
and guess what, i'm sooooooo easy to hypnotize !!--
i order a TURTLE SUNDAE for desert, giggles
which consisted of this freshmade awesome butter
(yeh, achoo, butter it baby) pecan...that's butter pecan
ice cream with drizzles of hot fudge, butterscotch,
freshly frothed cream and of course the obligatory
maraschino cherry, beaming in pinkred syrup....
so
i getz home and INquire of dyao...waz this Turtle reference again (i was thinking of college cocktails...and presumed "turtles all the way down" was a mutant liquor concoction i was chugging..
HAHAHA
but......
the turtle reference =
there was a myth/theory/story that the universe or Earth
was carried on the back of a turtle.
Now, the physics major inquired of the grandmother, but what is underneath, supporting the turtle??
She remained quiet for awhile, and the student postulated...a list of other totem animals...holding up...the turtle.
Then grandmother just smiled at the Physicist. She said Nope...
IT'S TURTLES ALL THE WAY DOWN
And turtles somehow seem to be the right choice to carry the weight of the universe, yes, indeed they do!
When they get lost and try to cross the road, just point them in the right direction (back to the watery wetlands) and maybe, just maybe, you can feel like you've helped to save the world!
ok, so where's the puke poem?
people 'in turtles that is..