Posts By: Willem

  • Deep Mythology

    The Heart Shaped-Bed At The Beginning of Time

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    [Darkness. The void at the beginning of time. A SPARK enters, dressed in flowing white robes, androgynous, wearing the mask of an ancient face with long hair.] SPARK: Small, I wander, playing alone amidst the VAST DARK. My bright feet step here, and there, touching nothing as I drift. In sweet loneliness, I have seeded… Read more »

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    The Voyage of the S.S. Palingenesia

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    A vast ocean. Deep blue sky enriched with sunshine. Sounds of wind and water. The light hits the waves with a million fragments of brilliant, piercing points of radiance. They dazzle and bewilder your vision. The sparkle on the waves, reminds you of the sparkle in your father’s eyes… Down, now. Silently, diving beneath the… Read more »

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    Wicked Wings of Weeping

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    Cast off your wicked, wicked wings of weeping burn the cloak ‘neath which you’ve lain sleeping the hills demand that, which lies in your keeping the power to name all the things which died alone. No more secrets cry the waters of the earth. The voices call till their throats turn raw that you must… Read more »

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    A Wind-Scattered History of Fallen Leaves

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    Turn the page, and burn the words. The voices call from the edge of the wood. Who can blame the one who falls into it, tangled in the roots. The brambles tug at your elbows, and whisper words spoken by the royalty of old, given to those found at the crossroads. The rainclouds earnestly fill… Read more »

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    Further Offerings at the Grave of Right and Wrong

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    These words may seem strange, but years from now we might meet someone who can explain them, unexpectedly some morning or evening. -Chuang Tse, [trans. Hoff] I’ve received a lot of feedback about the notion I’ve proposed (though not pioneered, certainly) that Right and Wrong do not serve someone who relates to the world through… Read more »

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    Gold Coins for Copper Pennies

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    Once upon a time, there lived a man, down on his luck, travelling the roads of the world looking to increase his fortunes. He had worked for many years as a farmer, but his land had dried up. So, cast out of his simple life, he had begun his search for a new manner in… Read more »

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    A Boy Named Num

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    Once upon a time, there lived a boy named Num, who had stopped feeling. As a child, Num had a cruel stepmother, who would often tickle him until his eyes bugged out and tears streamed down his cheeks. He would beg for mercy, but received none. This treatment commonly occured in his land, where the… Read more »

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    Sleeping King I

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    “They’ve stolen the Sleeping King! The King has disappeared!” called out the Captain of the Royal Guard, as bells clanged and the sound of scattered stamping boots filled the air. Panic consumed the castle grounds, shouts and alarm swirled and rang. At the door to the King’s Bedroom, the Captain had found the bodies there,… Read more »

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    Chessboards Made of Wishes and Smoke

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    An afternoon sun walked in the blue of the cloudless sky. We sat there together, quiet at the table, our hot drinks breathing upwards from their nests inside the coffee mugs. I wanted to know, “why?”. Why should I care about the nature of “certainty”? What do the ghosts want, why do they rake my… Read more »

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    The Ancient Way of Secrets

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    I feel a bit confused, and distracted. Tattered epistemological ghosts cling to my shoulders, whisper in my ears, watch the moon rise with me, the silver glinting on my face, illuminating their ethereal rags and bones. Epistemology n : the philosophical theory of knowledge May God save me from myself. Yet I smell it all… Read more »

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    Walking the MythMap

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    They serenade her in the little wild places those bands of folk their faces open to the weather wandering the faery paths and highways making the Map with each step, sonnet, and hushed glance those singers of love songs those seekers of holy places they eat the food she sets before them they drink from… Read more »

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    The Love of the God for the Goddess: Frank Miller’s Sin City

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    *** Disclaimer: I use both the graphic novel and the movie for this new way of seeing SIN CITY. So If refer to an event you don’t remember, check one or the other of those sources. For the sake of brevity (too late?), I keep to one storyline, that of Marv and Goldie, known as…

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    Hidden Powers of the Primeval

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    A great feathered dragon sleeps, hidden amongst the sprawling urban landscape. Not well hidden mind you, but hidden well enough for most eyes, dull and glazed over, clouded as the mind behind them. For some of us though, we see the clues: a single, gigantic whisker, sprouting up tall through a sewer grate, twitching to… Read more »

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    Superman, Spiderman, Batman: The Enemies of Coyote

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    In the beginning, Coyote created the universe. Or so many of the old native stories go… The Joker, Batman’s archnemesis, a madman, born from an accident at Batman’s hand, reborn as he emerged from a soup of industrial chemicals in a Factory vat… What does Coyote represent, anyway? Some say chance. Some say transformation. The… Read more »

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    Les Nouvelles

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    He walked, tall as a titan, to the circle’s center. His ancientness glowed fresh and new in the Dawn’s light, as if born just a moment ago, in the dark beginnings before time, before word or memory. With a face of polished marble he faced the assembly and spoke in words made of deep distant… Read more »