“The world’s darkening never reaches to the light of Being.” M.H.

I

From the Falls, the clean running waters, I brought back small stones, unstolen schist of six hundred million years, each sublimely itself in mass light. Matter from an original fire. Now unspeakably cold, old silence makes a cascade of coloured sound. Face to face with immense time, unrepresentable time : stones glittering life-in-death, stones littering death-in-quickness. They sing dwelling-in-displacement. This is a song of diaspora. The stones are homeland. Beautiful terrifying homeland deathland. From the Falls, the clean running waters, I brought my stones on a journey, like angels and chess pieces in swift passage. In a play of placelessness, I brought dispersal and placed stony being upon my book of words. In a play of memory, stony being. In a play of language, stony being. From paradise, a Mesopotamian garden, I brought my stones : in many languages, a tale of unspeakable time, unwritten time. Lexicons of love, bounded by stones. Glossaries of gospels, measured in heaps of stones. Ancient cities of speech, encircled in stone. Bound and measured in angel’s talk is the passage of time in history. Breathing infinite dust. Imaginary time. Such is the song of dwelling-in-displacement. The stony measure of all measuring is art. Poiesis. From the Falla, the clean running waters, this is a song of diaspora. Beautiful terror. Homeland. Deathland. Under a sheltering sky, I am dwelling-in-displacement.

II

Discourse on a Country [& Western] Path : The Place of Farewells

Ecstatic Lyricist: In exile, I dream in the colours of my childhood. I am friend by colour. I return long histories in the dream.

Motorbiking Post-Historical conceptual Ironist: Brand-0 ! I’m leaving, a great act of forgetting, ridding my self of nation states, cleaning my enging. Out-of-sight. Man. Outasight!

Ecstatic Nihilist: Catastrophe! Sing the Dialectic. Save the Dialectic. Sing Materialist History . Sing questions in the wake of destruction. Always be leaving. All ways be leaving. Leave Being. Believe you me. Catastrophe! Sing!

Ecstatic Lyricist: Once, I answered the poet’s forty-four questions. Question me now in my purpose, before I leave. We must be joyful.Share good reflection, good words, good deeds.

Motorbiking post-Historical Conceptual Ironist: I support you in your thinking, but doubt ethnic art…and I doubt Self. Follow me, wander below the clouds. Play redemption, only with fragments. Live adventurously. Party like a mountaineer. Distrust the forest-city. I am from the forest!

Ecstatic Nihilist: Jabes show us the desert as this country path. We walked together for a while, leaving joyously. Farewell.

III

‘Loser Wins’ [J-P Sartre’s motto]. A song of Contradiction & Friendship

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Postscript
"All our heart's courage is the echoing response
to the first call of the Being which gathers
our thinking into the play of the world." M.H.

                                 Dr. Allen Harkness