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TITLE (EDIT)
The Mind That Is Morning |
DESCRIPTION
The mind that is morning swims. As it grows later it will become frosted glass; an empty couch by the window; twelve words; a dolphin blowing rings of air and an empty coffee cup in the sunlight.
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TITLE KEYWORD
Mind |
AUTHOR
Pepijn Sauer |
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
Short Biography:
Pepijn Sauer
Born midnight between the 3rd and 4th of February 1970 in Arnhem, The Netherlands. Studied Japanese, Philosophy and Psychology at the universities of Leiden and Utrecht, finished neither because of tendencies towards the more obscure sides of the above mentioned fields. Paints, does illustrations and translates from Dutch to English and vice versa. (mainly scientific articles).
[September 2001] |
AUTHOR'S E-MAIL ADDRESS
pepijn.sauer@wanadoo.nl |
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (8)
A Song Of Absence (Short Stories) Absence. Everybody is on the beach but you. Meister Eckhart sunbathing in bright green shorts. Dostojevski and William James play beach volleyball against the Marx Brothers. In the shadow of a palm t... [1,412 words] [Mind]
Dis-Appointment (Poetry) Short poem. [12 words] [Romance]
For Sofia (Short Stories) You live with the question. Wondering how to proceed, we find ways to make things happen. We do not understand the question. It is there despite our lack of understanding, as are many other things. Fo... [449 words] [Mind]
Gravity (Short Stories) I circle the gravity of this situation in elliptical curves. Inside the fences, so fashionably dressed in distractedly elegant drapings of barbed wire, the TV show goes on showing. (White noise. Fragm... [589 words] [Mind]
Party (Short Stories) Actually the host is dead. It took me a while to notice, but it's true. The host is so dead he has a lot of time to give parties. [581 words] [Mind]
The End Of History And The Last Fish (Short Stories) When Field commander Asinine launched his final all out withdrawal the first one to be killed was major Fuck Up. The loss was grave but they had no time to bury him. [1,168 words] [Mind]
The Function Of Criticism (Short Stories) We forget without remembering what. Something started at some point but the point is now almost identical to everything; or rather, it is starting to be, unstoppably, constantly. [774 words] [Mind]
Witness (Short Stories) You have seen things. I thank you for describing them to me with so much care and poetic accuracy. Your eyes must be beautiful. As for the things at hand, I am unclear regarding their purpose, if any. [826 words]
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The Mind That Is Morning
Pepijn Sauer
Reasons.
-The mind that is morning swims. As it grows later it will become frosted glass; an empty couch by the window; twelve words; a dolphin blowing rings of air and an empty coffee cup in the sunlight.
-The mind that is morning has its picture taken in Socrates’ death cel. It carries a rucksack. Then it wanders of in search of some food.
-The mind that is morning is a student of its own disbelief.
Prologue.
The problem. Or rather: What is the problem?
Inventory of the Mind That Is Morning.
(Non-representative sample.)
-Softly.
-Two angels sleeping on a train.
-Primordial chaos. Unused.
-The world. (Concept.)
-Black female shape out of focus against a beige background. To see is unforgivable - and yet....light. Mowing the lawn - cornflakes - double parked car - the exact weight of the television measured in a sterile room.
-The essential meaning of the word passport is under consideration.
-A large box of impatience. Open. Half finished. Half unfinished.
-You. The continuous measuring of distances. Planetary orbits.
-The death of the white mouse.
-The death of the black mouse.
-Tigers in the faceless crowd of a dreaming.
-The photocopy.
-A car hit by a shadow in the aftertaste of longing.
-The longing.
Jumble.
The mind that is morning becoming night. Singing itself to sleep:
- the face breathing sky
and the light - the light inside our touches - the light
dropping from the surface - jumping
up
the pain that is light
cutting the sharp corners of veins
blood of knives - flow to cut the veils that keep us
from ourselves
to sing from the hart - jumbled - erratic - like a steel spring
Coiled
tension of muscles anticipating the flight
leaped releasing
to be
stairs
of
the elusive
rhythm of dance - speachless joy
desolate - your eyes
such desolate beauty shattering
the prearanged sequences of events including
the signs
3>2>1>0
of our eternal defeat.
Graphics.
An aerial photograph of the mind that is morning:
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(scale1:infinite)
Things found floating around like garbage in the mind that is morning.
There is death. Of course.
The machine is broken.
It has been broken for a long time.
Nobody likes to think about this because no one has a clue how to fix it.
The Irony.
This is my song. I will sing while you sleep. I know the names of the things that have touched you., and the rhythm of your footsteps makes me dance.
And I am lost and found … and lost again. And I am dying & I live & will die again.
And the demons smile. And your name is hunger. And there is no story:
He drives for a thousand miles and looks out over the great plains. And he turns around and leaves without a word.
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COPYRIGHT NOTICE
© 2000 Pepijn Sauer |
STORYMANIA PUBLICATION DATE
September 2001 |
NUMBER OF TIMES TITLE VIEWED
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