tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156650.post111561681239547294..comments2023-08-27T03:25:47.034-07:00Comments on Da Black Whole: GO MONKEY GO!!!!little dynamohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380746207592226835noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156650.post-1116776252309765412005-05-22T08:37:00.000-07:002005-05-22T08:37:00.000-07:00Part II ~ Tell Us, Oh Tell Ushttp://www.tearsofllo...Part II ~ Tell Us, Oh Tell Us<BR/><BR/>http://www.tearsofllorona.com/bears.html<BR/><BR/>Wildlife in Our Faces and Places:<BR/>What Are These Invaders Trying to Tell Us?<BR/><BR/>Paul Shepard compared animal behavior to “a gesture or a speaking,” a dealing in poetic metaphors. But dream symbols are metaphors too, stemming from the imagistic language of the unconscious psyche. What would happen, then, if, seized by a culturally uncharacteristic audacity, we interpreted unusual incidents like bears wandering into hospital rooms as symbols—metaphors, signals, symptoms, even enticements--from an untranslated language similar to that of the dream? And what if not only its creatures, but the breathing world we savage and pollute speaks to us all the time even though our industrial-sized prejudices (matter is dead; psyche is stuck in human brains; humans are the summit of Creation; consciousness is required for meaning to emerge) prevent us from recognizing this speech as such and pausing long enough to make sense of it?<BR/><BR/>To try this out on the bears and ERs:<BR/><BR/>It is highly significant, startlingly so, that Louisa Willcox of the Sierra Club’s grizzly bear team refers to the proposed mining of silver and copper at Rock Creek mine, Montana, in these terms: "This is an emergency-room situation in terms of grizzly bears….Most experts who have looked at this proposal say this is a nail in the coffin for this population." Indeed. See what happens when once we strip off our biases and ask: what are the bears trying to tell us, faced as they are by the largest mass extinction in history, but lacking a human brain filled with human language? Perhaps they are telling us--through instinctive enactments rather than words deliberated in a neocortex--that as a species they are not headed toward the emergency room, they are in it.Tinkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18286797587850585762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156650.post-1115640852322781932005-05-09T05:14:00.000-07:002005-05-09T05:14:00.000-07:00Mojo JoJo! [how you go?!]Go monkey, go!Run buffalo...Mojo JoJo! [how you go?!]<BR/>Go monkey, go!<BR/>Run buffalo, run!<BR/>Siegried & Roy kitty chow!<BR/>Chimp finger sandwiches in Cali-for-nyah!<BR/>Tell us, oh tell us!<BR/>What Can It Mean?<BR/><BR/>There was green alligators and long-necked geese <BR/>Some humpty backed camels and some chimpanzees <BR/>Some cats and rats and elephants, but sure as you're born <BR/>The loveliest of all was the unicorn~<BR/><BR/>The Lord seen some sinning and it gave Him pain <BR/>And He says, "Stand back, I'm going to make it rain" <BR/>He says, "Hey brother Noah! I'll tell you what to do <BR/>Build me a floating zoo, <BR/>and take some of those...<BR/><BR/>Green alligators and long-necked geese <BR/>Some humpty backed camels and some chimpanzees <BR/>Some cats and rats and elephants, but sure as you're born <BR/>Don't you forget My unicorns <BR/><BR/>Old Noah was there to answer the call <BR/>He finished up making the ark just as the rain started to fall,<BR/>He marched out the animals two by two <BR/>And he called out as they came through <BR/>Hey Lord, <BR/><BR/>[etc. until the Unicorn was the last one seen on the Roq]<BR/>[Written by Shel Silverstein for the Irish Rovers]<BR/>[New Lyrics]<BR/>Now you might think this is the ending to the song,<BR/>But I'll have to tell you friends that in fact you're wrong.<BR/>You see, Unicorns are magical, so when the rain started pouring,<BR/>They grew themselves some wings and they took to soaring.<BR/><BR/>You'll see green alligators and long-necked geese <BR/>Some humpty backed camels and some chimpanzees <BR/>But if you're looking for the unicorns, don't be forlorn,<BR/>The second star to the right and straight on until morning.Tinkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18286797587850585762noreply@blogger.com