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"BARON Von
WOLFSTEIN'S HHU GrrrRANT #6 Part 3" "We are all distilling the molecules of time. As the human dimension is notoriously "The Crown Of Creation" (at least, on a GOOD day, when we ain't misbehavin') or, right after a meticulous 'polishing' to remove the tarnish, I try to engage in the Right Livelihood of setting my sights on actions which will improve the positive weight of the balance. Part and parcel to that, I try to heedfully, and, lovingly, acknowledge the authentic convergence of influential Persons to whom my heart answers. Those Visionary Persons of Great Heart, who unstintingly gave (and, still give) of themselves and their talents in the demanding crucible of events that called forth their genius, great and small, are worthy of more than remembrance; they are worthy of emulation! The Genius of Creativity which these ARTISTS whom I herein laud have essentially coloured a significent depth within my own Being; their work and lives have vigourously inspired, focused, and, directed it; guiding me in newer, deeper directions of growth that inseparably LIVE EVERNOW WithIN My BEING. ********************** Cycles and Serendipity count for a lot in my world, because Inspiration isn't always linear. Developement takes time, and, all too often, "Hurry ruins Artists as well as SAINTS." ********************* We dwell in a multi-textural world where entire universes of creative energies are imprinted in various media. These Media 'breathe' their on-going life with a nearly-indestructible stability. Once called into Being, these smorgasboards of sensory input are then (greedily) mass-produced for as large an audience as possible! Before the advent of the recording media, there was no such thing as 're-runs'. Now, however, thanks to the magic of technology, the music and movies that I loved of yore are still widely accessible, and, their inspiration remains undimmed, despite the passage of time! ****************** The hope of those 'Media Powers That Be' is, of course, that a consumer feeding-frenzy shall occur, to lucratively nourish THE MEDIA-MONSTER as well! The MEDIA is a Constantly Hungry Beast; 'tis a MONSTER of such voracious appetite that it gobbles up anything, and, everything, that is even remotely interesting, (Welcome to REALITY... TV!) in an attempt to fuel the energy required for its money-machine to keep going, growing ever stronger, and, in healthy, ever-expanding proportions! But, in the frantic rush to discover and capitalize upon the newest, latest, and, greatest; the NEXT successful fad/craze, The MEDIA plays favourites, spewing out anyone with whom they are 'finished'; whom they have, akin to VAMPIRES, drained of life's-blood, creative, financial, or, sadly, real. Certain excesses of the media circus are bound to happen, their abuses largely expected. A curious 'dance', but, as long as Humans are 'human' such reprehensible behaviour shall occur. ****************** With the advent of these new technologies, we are 'beckoned' to dance our lives in ways that previous generations prior to the electronic era were not. Our forebears were largely unencumbered by dreams and visions beyond their own locale. Their world was far less 'peopled'. The flickering phantoms of the big screen were a very absorbing, yet, occasional, novelty. Prior to the Electric Era, our Forebears' daily inspirations were less flashy. Theatre was live, as was MUSIC, routinely using local talent, or, checking out the traveling bands when they were in the neighbourhood. It was recorded only by your memory, and, the tangible sharing with others who'd also partaken of that ephemeral event. Not all that long ago, such entertainers were held in fairly low esteem, repulsively lepered for 'riff-raff' behaviours, branded with dark suspicions, and, a lack of respect, that is quite the opposite of that afforded entertainers of today. Life was much more black and white, but, it still boiled down to the choice of growth of one's Humanity in LOVE, or, un-love, which is the true purpose of our Being. Things, such as these external events mentioned above, filtered down to the masses far more gradually, if at all; mere whispering ripples in their everday cycles; not like the media bombardment of today, which is largely inescapable in the formation of time choices. **************** Societally 'Unitive' Experiences were not prevalent, until the Electric Era furnished, and, developed the fascinating MEDIA expressions of intimate Human contact, and, inquiry, which brands our modern Consciousness as 'better', 'different' or, uniquely 'modern'. That's why our forebears could be scared out of their wits by DRACULA and FRANKENSTEIN! Their suspension of disbelief was greater because they couldn't differentiate, as easily as we, of the recent generations, the movie's hypnotic context from the rest of their lives. That's also why today's offerings have to go for the shock value, sometimes in lieu of content, because all the best stories have been taken, and, as a culture, we've reached a saturation 'numbness'. ******************* I hope that this above bit of philosophizing has neither 'lost', nor, alienated you. I am driving this rather unwieldy RANT towards a specific point. And, the point is this: We have books, newspapers, photographs, recorded music, radio, films, tv, videos, and, computers. It is within this engulfing array of MEDIA that we share an embrce of surrogate, Pavlovian, more-than-familial, technologically sterile closeness. Three years ago, I was not Cyber-Friendly, now I cannot imagine life without it. We don't even question these techno-wonders' validity; they act as surrogate lifelines to the growth and measurement of our own validity as modern civilized persons, artists, etc. But, in actuality, those automatonic 'comrades' are merely mechanical paraphenalia, which accutely foster, and, support our fantastic dream-worlds of idealized relationship. *************** THE ARTISTS 'Tis to those fortunate few, who have, by their creative works, reached the pinnacle of instant media celebrity, and, hence, provide US with inspiration for which we yearn, and, produce, the highest degree of inspired brilliance of which we are capable, that this RANT is humbly dedicated. For their impetus to purge forth from our own unconscious depths, the desire to love, to touch, and, to be remembered (and, from which we can make quite a tidy living), why, 'tis proof positive that within ev'ry Human heart..... WALTER MITTY Lives! And, I believe, we are richer for experiencing that Love affair. ******************* Meanwhile, BACK TO THE MONSTERS And MUSIC... I've made my point with THE MONSTERS in the previous RANTS. Regrettably, most of my Inspirers from the GOLDEN AGE OF MONSTERDOM are dead, although their images live on via modern technology. Celebrating them as deeply as I'd like involves BUSINESS, Copyright permission and Licencing fees, plus, interacting with their descendents... A process that has already begun, I am happy to relate. This following article shall be the closure to what has evolved into a four-part RANT! Tune in next week! EXANIMO EVERNOW, |
