tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63582102011-04-21T11:38:27.269-07:00Turn that smile back upside downAbandon hope all ye who enter here...Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1089784469767603702004-07-13T22:07:00.000-07:002004-07-13T22:55:24.410-07:00To Los Angeles, with love
Stephan Hoeller, Gnostic bishop, religious scholar, Hungarian aristocrat and all around knowing/seeing kind of guy told me, about a year before I moved here, that Los Angeles has many of the same qualities as ancient Alexandria: openness, religious/spiritual exploration, spread-outness, a bit superficial to the untrained eye and lacking the pretentious culture sense of,Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1084170593311549032004-05-09T22:38:00.000-07:002004-05-09T23:29:53.310-07:00Kill Bill and The Book of Job
Uma was not having it. Bill's long speech on fate and destiny and don't try to escape and if you move I'll shoot you just didn't hold up against mother and daughter. The Old Man had met his match. It's been a long time coming.
Fifty years ago or so, rather late in his career, the eminent psychiatrist Carl Jung wrote 'Answer to Job,' where he also took on the OldBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1081449689560445532004-04-08T11:40:00.000-07:002004-04-08T11:45:17.826-07:00Final(?) Thoughts on Gay Marriage
In many traditional cultures, the reigning mythology, which is to say the fundamental values and beliefs that were held by the tribe, had it that each child brought with it unique gifts for this world. Thus each birth was vital, prepared for months in advance with special rituals and gatherings. The actual event was attended by elders, priests, midwives, Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1079137449894420572004-03-12T15:34:00.000-08:002004-03-12T16:27:21.496-08:00"One of the challenges we face is to see our lives in terms of an intinsic cycle of growth and development that does not take a heterosexual model as its point of reference...Myths can offer glimpses of such nonheterosexual and non-oedipal individuations."
- Will Roscoe
Will Roscoe, along with Harry Hay, Don Kilhefner and many others have been researching, writing, politicking, psychotherapying Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1077755808356182132004-02-25T15:38:00.000-08:002004-02-25T16:39:37.810-08:00I want to make a few clarifications on my gay marriage post.
In case I did not state it strongly enough, I fully support our right to marriage, and I'm getting quite a kick out of how it's ruffling the feathers of a conservative faction that purports to keep the government out of our private lives as much as possible while interfering in one of the most private aspects of life. I'm not sure IBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1077224231105288512004-02-19T12:55:00.000-08:002004-02-19T12:59:51.826-08:00A faggot's thoughts on gay marriage
In Apache culture, the marriage ritual began way before two people ended up together, usually with the woman interviewing a series of potential candidates. The interview was not a typical one, at least not in the way we might think of it. The woman would ask questions about the deeper qualities in the other person: 'what is it about being a warrior that Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1076610483344541482004-02-12T10:24:00.000-08:002004-02-12T10:30:34.686-08:00New email address! My link to the left "Find Me" finally works, so I can now start opening fan mail again, which is a huge relief to this starlet, who lives for her press clippings.
Cheers and thank you to the academyBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1076545865269832062004-02-11T16:28:00.000-08:002004-02-11T16:33:35.530-08:00SBC - the monster phone company - the Matrix - continues to fuck with me, so still no email access - my apologies to any readers out there with a message in the bottle feeling - I'm trying, but for now, I cannot be contacted.
A little poem to go with my angry feeling at the moment. Corporations have an ironic way of bringing out the Dionysus in me, or, as Lorca called it, the duende:
Duende
Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1076006460540659042004-02-05T10:17:00.000-08:002004-02-05T10:43:22.043-08:00I'm thinking about Euripides' story of Hippolytus, and the superbowl snafu over Janet's tit. Greek mythology helps understand so many things, particularly issues of uptight sexual repression in this country.
In Euripides' play, Hippolytus devotes all his attention to one goddess, Artemis, who basically stands for moral purity, uprightness, and has a thing for hunting and general Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1075920699900890162004-02-04T10:46:00.000-08:002004-02-04T10:53:59.890-08:00My latest iteration on the January 26th 'Open Letter' post, which inspired a response from a reader in New Zealand (I feel so international), which inspired this response back:
Thank you so much for your thoughtful and thought provoking email. It's great to have a dialog like this.
There were some factual errors in my writing, and I thank you for pointing them out. I think a better analogy Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1075920376781382252004-02-04T10:44:00.000-08:002004-02-04T10:48:36.840-08:00All the way from New Zealand comes a response to my 'Open Letter' (see post from January 26):
Your 'Open letter to the Republicans' interested me greatly.It is beautifully written.It is well considered. Much of it is undoubtedly true. But I believe it does contain factual errors that should be pointed out to you.
Could I say at the outset that I am a supporter of American policy in Iraq. I Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1075849222666709302004-02-03T15:00:00.000-08:002004-02-03T15:02:42.233-08:00Went to see 'Girl With a Pearl Earring' - a night at the movies with dogpoet, who by the way is a great gift not only to my life but to the world of literature and the planet as a whole.
Something about this movie really caught me. It's the story of Vermeer's painting of the Girl With A Pearl Earring, based on a book which I have not read, and presumably based on fact, though I cannot say one Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1075748307745462442004-02-02T10:40:00.000-08:002004-02-02T11:00:45.716-08:00Thank you to Phil, Jerry, Jim and Todd for their replies to my site. A girl loves adoration (please, softer lighting and from the right angle only). To those who have tried to contact me and received nasty bounce-backs, I have a new computer installed at home, and will be setting up a new email account shortly, so please bear with me. I am a non-technology man in a technology world.
I wrote aBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1075140945705869462004-01-26T09:22:00.000-08:002004-01-28T15:03:31.733-08:00An Open Letter to the Republicans, or undecideds that I love:
Let's consider a few things before clicking the lever in November:
The war: So far, the cost is about 600 lives and 87 billion dollars. My figures may be a little off, but you get the idea. It's a high cost, a dear one, so it is only fitting that one demands why. Stopping terrorism is the reason put forth by the administration, yetBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1074728295695859832004-01-21T15:02:00.000-08:002004-01-21T15:40:16.903-08:00Well, I just don't know what to do. I guess I'm sad, powerless, frustrated - all those words that rub the hero myth fur the wrong way; all those expressions the winners never use. If W speaks for the winners, please, by all means, keep me in the loss column.
In San Francisco we protested, and sadly it seems that the ultimate outcome of our efforts was to give those out of work (who number Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358210.post-1074621595630974222004-01-20T09:25:00.000-08:002004-01-20T10:04:03.686-08:00My friend dogpoet got me into this, so blame him.
A few essentials:
Name: Brian
Vitals: I'm alive dammit (invisibility complex)
Babylonian stuff: Taurus, Virgo moon, Sagitarrius rising
Jungian stuff: INTJ (type it into Google)
Where: San Francisco
When: It all started in 1964
How: Mom and Dad hit the Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05288440757571680518noreply@blogger.com