Go with the Throw (including a special appearance by King Charles III)

by Vanderleun on October 16, 2022

“When I was a boy I had a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye”
— Pink Floyd, Comfortably Numb

The inscape of our world is always with us, omnipresent; a third that walks beside us. We are the ones who shut it out, who lose the thread when tangled in the web of daily events, who forever forget that we can always remember.

To live always in the light, in the presence of the now is something that is perhaps only possible for saints, as it is, for brief moments, available to poets. The power and luminosity rising out of the base ground of being can easily overwhelm our reduced senses; can strike us dumb, leave us numb. But at the same time, this state of being is the state that we seek in our blind tapping towards God, thirsting for the merest sip of it, listening for the smallest hint of it, when we are in prayer or meditation, or satisfied at last to sit silently with ourselves.

At times we despair and turn our back on it, the pearl of great price we shall never possess, never grasp in this life. But the hints persist and proliferate always in the natural world about us, haunt us in the shadows of our souls. To have tasted the smallest crumb initiates a hunger never slaked by the senses alone. Once seen, even in the briefest glimpse, the sight is never forgotten. But if we drop our shields just a bit, we can see the glimmer of that greater light almost at will.

Here’s one technique for reaffirming the basic evidence of wonder in our world; that the world is made of a perceptible mystery beyond our means of measuring, but not beyond all sight unless we will ourselves blind. . . . .

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The Show Must Go On October 16, 2022, 11:11 AM

Get comfortably numb but don’t end up on the dark side of the moon because we need you as a watcher on the wall.

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- Vanderleun October 16, 2022, 1:19 PM
  
  Standing Ovulation!
  
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Gagdad Bob October 16, 2022, 1:11 PM

Every work of art speaks to us of God. No matter what it says. –Davila

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ghostsniper October 17, 2022, 7:04 AM

Probably one of the worst things you’ll ever see.
https://twitter.com/libsoftiktok/status/1581017399067041792

There is no cure for this sort of thing, only misery to all it encounters, and death.
The sooner the better.

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- jwm October 17, 2022, 8:09 AM
  
  I saw that earlier.
  I recommend, don’t click. I did and I’m sorry.
  There in that jar is the family she’ll never have, the love she’ll never share, the sex that no one will ever engage in. That poor creature will die alone and unloved, nothing but an object of pity, disgust, and horror. The physicians who did this make Joseph Mengele look like choir boy. There has to be a special pit in hell for them.
  
  JWM
  
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jwm October 17, 2022, 8:10 AM

lost comment. 🙁

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TwoDogs October 17, 2022, 5:23 PM

When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye

Some of the most profound lyrics in all of rock.

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- Vanderleun October 17, 2022, 5:51 PM
  
  Yes, they are.
  
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