Category Archives: Ephemeral Links

endless variety of links, resources, tools of note and other bits of interestingness which don’t fit elsewhere (often in process) note: some topics (writing, cannabis, vws…) may live in own category

Artifacts from likely forgotten places

Artifacts from likely forgotten places. Resurrected with fresh stories augmented with inky pens, broken typewriters, scissors and glue. Possibly sent to you.

Hippie and Hemp credentials are/were never in need of validation, however…

My #Hippie and #Hemp credentials are/were never in need of validation, however… for your consideration, may I present a portrait of a much younger #UncleWeed at a #HempFest near #Nelson, #BC circa 1993. Had just returned to another journey around #Japan and spent the summer selling him bags and juggling sticks at various festivals, concerts and street corners.

Remembrance Day Peace Ramble in Cochin, Kerala, India

At 11:11, 11/11, in Cochin, India, Dave – wearing a handmade poppy on Mahatma Gandhi beach by Chinese fishing nets – riffs about sacrifices of soldiers, sailors, flyers, resistance fighters, parents. Plus discusses the importance of avoiding jingoism which leads to war and death and name-checks Henry David Thoreau, condemns greed, and encourages peace and diplomacy and compassion.

Not designed by Mike Brady #Interiors #Sofa

from Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/p/BLMjWifh_xx/

Does a bylaw/rule count if not painted with accuracy and completeness? #signs

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Brokedown VW Trip

When the firemen drove away
After telling you the van is on fire
You briefly considered yelling
But instead extinguished the pyre

Stuck in snow in Oregon
Beyond the mountain pass
Flipped over diesels and black eyes
And you’re out of gas

Plugged into power
At a local church
Just trying to stay warm
but woken up by seminarians
when you don’t mean any harm

Just trying to get to one pole
Or maybe it’s another
Regardless of your fortitude
You spend Christmas in Idaho
Because of ice and snow

Weather what would a wise man do
You consider at a Denny’s
While adding all the cream and sugar to a coffee
The waitress glares at you heavy

I’ll give you 45 minutes she says
Her hips as wide as a plow
So instead you curled up like a Moroccan King
You’re in a not-living nativity scene
Outside of the tabernacle

If you’re telling me I’m burning
You are to lend a hand
Sure I ain’t your kinfolk
But I’m stranded broken freezing
In a breezy van

You’ll need my help one day I say
And maybe I’ll show up
As long as I don’t miss my supper
And can find the keys to my truck

Pakistan’s Forgotten Pagans Get Their Due

The Kalash people are unlike any group in Pakistan. About half of the Kalash practice a form of ancient Hinduism infused with old pagan and animist beliefs. They celebrate religious festivals with music, dancing, and alcohol -- which they brew themselves.   Their rituals include married Kalash women eloping with other men, and boys having sexual intercourse with any woman they choose after reaching puberty. Other rituals include sacrificing dozens of goats.

The Kalash people are unlike any group in Pakistan. About half of the Kalash practice a form of ancient Hinduism infused with old pagan and animist beliefs. They celebrate religious festivals with music, dancing, and alcohol — which they brew themselves.

Their rituals include married Kalash women eloping with other men, and boys having sexual intercourse with any woman they choose after reaching puberty. Other rituals include sacrificing dozens of goats.

 

Big Cannabis vs Activism – The Great Marijuana Divide In Canada | Marijuana

Source: Big Cannabis vs Activism – The Great Marijuana Divide In Canada | Marijuana

Boycott Canada’s Medical Marijuana Profiteers | Cannabis Culture

Moreover the riches of the earth are for all … – Ecclesiastes 5:9, the Peshitta (Aramaic Bible), circa 2nd century BCE That we may work in righteousness, and lay the Foundation of making the Earth a Common Treasury for All, both Rich and Poor … – Gerrard Winstanley, The True Levellers Standard Advanced, April 20, 1649 There is a debate in the cannabis activist community.

Source: Boycott Canada’s Medical Marijuana Profiteers | Cannabis Culture

Are Writers Born or Made? Jack Kerouac on the Crucial Difference Between Talent and Genius – Brain Pickings

“Genius gives birth, talent delKerouac begins with bombast:

Writers are made, for anybody who isn’t illiterate can write; but geniuses of the writing art like Melville, Whitman or Thoreau are born.

He turns to the word “genius” itself — the history of which has a played a powerful role in shaping creative culture — and examines its meaning:

[Genius] doesn’t mean screwiness or eccentricity or excessive “talent.” It is derived from the Latin word gignere (to beget) and a genius is simply a person who originates something never known before. Nobody but Melville could have written Moby-Dick, not even Whitman or Shakespeare. Nobody but Whitman could have written Leaves of Grass; Whitman was born to write Leaves of Grass and Melville was born to write Moby-Dick.

Kerouac takes particular issue with the conflation of “talent” and “genius”:

Some perfect virtuoso who can interpret Brahms on the violin is called a “genius,” but the genius, the originating force, really belongs to Brahms; the violin virtuoso is simply a talented interpreter — in other words, a “Talent.” Or you’ll hear people say that so-and-so is a “major writer” because of his “talent.” There can be no major writers without original genius. Artists of genius, like Jackson Pollock, have painted things that have never been seen before… Take the case of James Joyce: people say he “wasted” his “talent” on the stream-of-consciousness style, when in fact he was simply born to originate it.

In a sentiment that Joni Mitchell would later come to echo in asserting that “an artist needs a certain amount of turmoil and confusion,” Kerouac adds:

Some geniuses come with heavy feet and march solemnly forward… Geniuses can be scintillating and geniuses can be somber, but it’s that unescapable sorrowful depth that shines through — originality.

But because originality, by definition, requires breaking out of the common canon, “geniuses” — as Kierkegaard so eloquently lamented — are often subjected to ridicule and rejection before they come to be revered. Kerouac returns to Joyce, who endured his share of derogatory attacks:

Joyce was insulted all his life by practically all of Ireland and the world for being a genius. Some Celtic Twilight idiots even conceded he had some talent. What else were they going to say, since they were all going to start imitating him? But five thousand university-trained writers could put their hand to a day in June in Dublin in 1904, or one night’s dreams, and never do with it what Joyce did with it: he was simply born to do it.

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When the question is therefore asked, “Are writers born or made?” one should first ask, “Do you mean writers of talent or writers of originality?” Because everybody can write but not everybody invents new forms of writing. Gertrude Stein invented new forms of writing and her imitators are just “talents.”

Half a century later, in our age of bringing “genius” to the psychology lab and quantifying the cultivation of talent, Kerouac’s concluding words ring with double poignancy:

The criterion for judging talent or genius is ephemeral, speaking rationally in this world of graphs, but one gets the feeling definitely when a writer of genius amazes him by strokes of force never seen before and yet hauntingly familiar…

The main thing to remember is that talent imitates genius, because there’s nothing else to imitate. Since talent can’t originate, it has to imitate, or interpret…

Genius gives birth, talent delivers. What Rembrandt or Van Gogh saw in the night sky can never be seen again… Born writers of the future are amazed already at what they’re seeing now, what we’ll all see in time for the first time, and see many times imitated by made writers.

Speaking to the jealousy behind all mockery, Kerouac signs off with a remark particularly prescient in our age of quick, loud, widely trumpeted judgments, riffing Sy Oliver and James Young’s 1950s performance of the jazz tune “Tain’t What You Do (It’s The Way That Cha Do It)”:

Oftentimes the originator of new language forms is called “pretentious” by jealous talents. But it ain’t whatcha write, it’s the way atcha write it.

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Source: Are Writers Born or Made? Jack Kerouac on the Crucial Difference Between Talent and Genius – Brain Pickings