the toys go winding down

"An overaged boy of thirty-nine has left the wing today,
The first time in his life he's made that step.
Benumbed by the society and plagued by insecurity,
He's entered in a race that must be won.

One of the animals has left its cage today
In search of better things so it seems to be.
But in this land of polyurethane,
Things are apt to get a bit hot.
As the toys go winding down.

C.G. the Mexican is a friend of mine.
We used to sit around the house watching evil dead.
Talking about the way it used to be...

We used to pull the strippers out of Sand Pablo bay.
Now the delta waters go down So. Cal.
And the strippers start to fade away.

It's pudding time!
It's pudding time!

As the toys go winding down." - les

the scripture of the golden eternity (#64)

"I was smelling flowers in the yard, and when I stood up I took a deep breath and the blood all rushed to my brain and I woke up dead on my back in the grass. I had apparently fainted, or died, for about sixty seconds. My neighbor saw me but he thought I had just suddenly thrown myself on the grass to enjoy the sun. During that timeless moment of unconsciousness I saw the golden eternity. I saw heaven. In it nothing had ever happened, the events of a million years ago were just as phantom and ungraspable as the events of now, or the events of the next ten minutes. It was perfect, the golden solitude, the golden emptiness, Something-Or- Other, something surely humble. There was a rapturous ring of silence abiding perfectly. There was no question of being alive or not being alive, of likes and dislikes, of near or far, no question of giving or gratitude, no question of mercy or judgment, or of suffering or its opposite or anything. It was the womb itself, aloneness, alaya vijnana the universal store, the Great Free Treasure, the Great Victory, infinite completion, the joyful mysterious essence of Arrangement. It seemed like one smiling smile, one adorable adoration, one gracious and adorable charity, everlasting safety, refreshing afternoon, roses, infinite brilliant immaterial gold ash, the Golden Age. The "golden" came from the sun in my eyelids, and the "eternity" from my sudden instant realization as I woke up that I had just been where it all came from and where it was all returning, the everlasting So, and so never coming or going; therefore I call it the golden eternity but you can call it anything you want. As I regained consciousness I felt so sorry I had a body and a mind suddenly realizing I didn't even have a body and a mind and nothing had ever happened and everything is alright forever and forever and forever, O thank you thank you thank you." - jack

faust

"Do not the heavens over-arch us yonder?
Does not the earth lie firm beneath?
Do not eternal stars rise friendly
Looking down upon us?
Look I not, eye in eye, on you,
And do not all things throng
Toward your head and heart,
Weaving in mystery eternal,
Invisible, visible, near to you?
Fill up your heart with it, great though it is,
And when you're wholly in the feeling, in its bliss,
Name it then as you will,
Name it Happiness! Heart! Love! God!
I have no name for that!
Feeling is all in all;
Name is but sound and smoke,
Beclouding Heaven's glow." - faust

the marriage of heaven and hell (plate 14)

"The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from Hell.

For the cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed, and appear infinite, and holy whereas it now appears finite & corrupt.

This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment.

But first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul, is to be expunged: this I shall do, by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in Hell are salutary and medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid.

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite.

For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern." - william

do your thing

"If the music make you move, cause you can really groove,
Then groove on, groove on

If you feel like you wanna make love under the stars above,
Love on, love on

If theres something you wanna say, and talkin is the only way
Rap on, rap on

Cause whatever you do, you've got to do your thing

If you feel like you wanna scream cause that's your way of lettin off steam
Scream on, scream on

If you feel like you wanna sing, cause singing is your thing
Sing on, sing on

If you wanna make love all night and you feel its right
Right on, right on

Cause whatever you do you've got to do your thing

Do your thing..." -isaac

awake

"Awake.

Shake dreams from your hair
my pretty child, my sweet one.

Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
the day's divinity.

First thing you see.

A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon,
couples naked race down by it's quiet side
and we laugh like soft, mad children
smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy.

The music and voices are all around us.

Choose they croon the Ancient Ones,
the time has come again.

Choose now, they croon
beneath the moon
beside an ancient lake.

Enter again the sweet forest.

Enter the hot dream.

Come with us.

Everything is broken up and dances." - jim

somewhere

"I see fingers, hands and shades of faces,
Reachin up and not quite touchin the promised land,
I hear pleas and prayers and a desperate whisper sayin,
'Hold on please give us a helpin hand'

Way down in the background,
I can see frustrated souls of cities burnin,
And all across the water vapor,
I see weapons barkin out the stamp of death,
And up in the clouds I can imagine UFO's jumpin themselves,
Laughin they sayin,
Those people so uptight, they sure know how to make a mess

Back in the saloon my tears mix and mildew with my drink,
I can't really tell my feet from the stones on the floor,
But as far as I know, they may even try to wrap me up in cellophane and try and sell me
Brothers help me, and dont worry about lookin at the score" - jimi