posted on December 7, 2007 at 6:05 am

like pink lightning splintered on grey
like the black obsidian veins in the marble torso of mithras
the fingers of the waves
the geometry of the leaves that defies definition
as if one thousand masters painted a portrait
each in his style
each with the fiery caress of his creative mind
as the heart becomes inflamed with art
but nature moves in divine puzzles
suddenly you achieve the dislocation
layers of you detach and observe
in a way you never knew
what is happening to us in transition?
who wakes up to take the brush that paints the day
to imitate nature is to imitate god
the silver tree appearing superimposed on green
and white and red flowers impossibly glowing
their aura stains the rainy air and the perfect work blurs
subtlety is the key
nothing happens in bold moves
as you make your way within
others reach up through yourself to assist
oh good !
we learned to listen to them at last
we let them show us how
the graceful flight of spirit received
as small secrets are revealed
i believe in everything
i believe in everything again
but i dont believe in just anything
each small green fly has more complexity
more innovation
more aerodynamic ooomph
more self perpetuating mojo
more energy efficient
more streamlined
more speed
more strength
more resilience
the seven wonders of the world
and all the museums chucked into one big pit
oh i wonder how
oh i wonder how
how did it come to be
the incredible details
the invisible strings and magnetic forces
gravity and the moon
the desire for sexual union
the trees who breathe out oxygen
is that not a fucking miracle in of itself?
i wonder how our world spins so perfectly
and our seasons fold into each other
grapes appear on the vine
the blessed sun shines
clouds pour down sweet silver rain
the plants drink
and from the soil water and light
they pull themselves together
assembling viridians and brilliant white
and purples and yellows made from sunlight
and then like a devotee in yoga
the plants transform themselves
from tiny empty seeds
they have aspirations to be beautiful you know
they curl and unfurl themselves up through the earth
can you imagine that moment when the seedling pierces the sky
out of the nourishing but suffocating soil
the seed knows inside itself there is more to life than this darkness
the seed takes it on faith that there is freedom and light up there
the seed takes in moisture and decides to become itself
inside the tiny empty seed
is a magnificent strong silver limbed tree
with beautiful creamy flowers
whos opiating aroma
flows with gentle summer evening currents
ameloriating and softening lifes harsh glare
eventually bees arrive in the hazy morning
another cog in the mechanism
what delicious honey they must envisage
when did the first bee steal the pollen from the first flower
who saw to it that natures lines are an incredible mystery to unravel
who decided that these flowers would be velvety crimson
with a vivid yellow stamen
the bees can hover and manoevre with ballet like precision
they communicate in some honey like tongue
they carry pain onboard
just one lethal dose
the pain saves the bees life
otherwise the other creatures would over run the bees
but the bee deals in the sweet and the bitter
the bees fly down to die at the shore after such short lives
are they in a constant ecstasy which burns them out
somewhere a huge fat queen
replicates each worker
she gives them life at the moment of conception
the bee is born with knowledge
a predilection for colour and flowerscent
the bee lives off the purest of foods
dew and pollen
it vibrates at incredible speeds
did it take long
i sometimes wonder
to think up bees?
the sky lights up again eventually
revealing different aspects of the leaves
which shatters old patterns
and throws up new permutations
which will demand a subtle change of gear in your mind
if you truly wish to apprehend a way to replicate its appearance
on a piece of paper
i am doing this portraits hair
i paint it all brown
then i take various pastels and let them traverse the hair
not in the stiff hand of the neophyte artist
which moves in straight lines and blocks and squares
and in garish or unadventurous colours
nature demands all things conform to her slinky blue print
everything is just so
especially in sydney in december
the shapes of the swaying outside
moves my hand on the paper
i choose colours instinctively from my big boxes of pastels
colours call out
like words to songs call out
sometimes you listen to the wrong voices
sometimes you get on a roll
and it unfolds because that is what it is supposed to do
youve already painted it now get out the way
and let it happen
yoga is suddenly rewarding me in a thousand ways
years of hard slog and now suddenly
the flexibility is multi-levelled
not merely some fucking ligaments or muscles
the mind opens as wide as the sky temporarily
you get a glimpse
bit by bit
you build on it
day by day
you never miss a day
because you have learned to love this discipline
you say to yourself
no my boy
now you will do it
and you do it
and you gradually learn to love it
and the things you hated are the things you love
and the things you loved you love even more again
you think i put any thought at all into this blog
no no no
i did not
you would think that would be a self criticism
he didnt even think about it doris..
i know horace
he fuckin’ made it up on the spot
as fast as ‘e could fuckin ‘ well type
then wheres it coming from
how did i get this ultra fast hookup
to all the sevices i originally wanted
all those years ago?
and im loving it
getting old has become irrelevant in some ways
there is a cosmic fire
it can be kindled and cultivated
there are principles of art and life
so obvious and sublime
i knew nothing when i began
i even deterioted
i hibernated
the cocoon of a ten year drugged half life dream
then like the seedling i emerge from the earth
and my growth accelerates
as i grow and improve
and i learn to curve and undulate
my mind remembers
sometimes the future nudges me oh so gently
steven….it says
try this!

47 Responses to “enveloper”

  1. avatar
    Melissa | 7 December 2007 at 7:20 am #

    Hey SK 🙂

    Just wanted to send you along my best along with everyone else here 🙂 I hope your poor ol’ ears make a speedy recovery.. the recent trip to the specialist sounds almost as terrifying as going to the dentist – *gulp*!!

    My sis and I are SO excited about seeing you guy’s in Melby on the 15th … so keeping my fingers crossed that all will be ok. But most important is your health .. so lots of good vibes are being sent your way.

    I’ve just gotta say I’m thrilled to bits about the crystal. It’s a good choice for very special people 🙂

    Best to you 🙂

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    Ethereal Butterfly | 7 December 2007 at 7:36 am #

    Truly Amazing Grace!
    I think you would have made such a good Drama student – in slow meditative ‘Butoh style’ reaching for the sunlight…….
    Re your ear probs; Stay positive – talk to some older Victorian surfers about ear growths, it’s very common down here, and the ones I know have made good if not excellent recoveries.

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    Sunshine | 7 December 2007 at 7:48 am #

    Steve, please add me to the list of well-wishers. I would be among the very upset if you were to lose your unearthly gift of music.

    Your blogge this morning (well, it’s nearly 2am my time) was soothing to my tiny bit of insomnia.

    Many thanks, and please take good care of that ear.


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    andmoreagain | 7 December 2007 at 7:59 am #

    Hayze-huse! Man I know that terror. Hope you’re feeling/hearing better. Inspired blogge today Stephen. Thanks for that. I’d make an ill-advised joke or two but instead just pass along my best wishes.

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    Anonymous | 7 December 2007 at 9:02 am #

    You always make me feel so good, thanks sk. This was beautiful and you’re beautiful.
    Love Amanda

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    triantelope | 7 December 2007 at 9:03 am #

    ah… evolution… ’tis truly wonderous and awe-inspiring…. and fully explains the diversity and complexity of life – with the added bonus of plausibility and evidence… check it out – it’ll blow your mind – and no imaginary friends required.

    take care dude. love your work.

  7. avatar
    Matt | 7 December 2007 at 9:42 am #

    love you bro had huge night last night with greame nunn in melby lots of funny stories and many many cold frosties your a lovely lovely soul hope your feeling tiptop look forward to new sounds chin chin yilton kreen

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    Anonymous | 7 December 2007 at 10:31 am #

    i like it when you do that!…thankyou sk! wow!…tis a very beautiful world,is it not?!!…gorgeous one Mr.K ! bee good to those ears ,you! have a smashingly luvverly night !!!..and ?rehearsals tomorrow?…couldnt ya broadcast the rehearsals to the far off continent of brisbane,seeming we get no tour???…hmmm… ..weve a storm on the way ,as well..kinda right now!!!its very impressive,i must say…i can see the pink lightning on the grey sky…thank you once again steve. love,as always,gen xxxxx

  9. avatar | 7 December 2007 at 11:25 am #

    Zip Whack scooby snack, melllow puff muncher sqiudly did frogolocks and a widdlybadger fritter…………..I love my Melbourne BITTER!!

  10. avatar
    melby symon | 7 December 2007 at 11:33 am #

    “did it take long
    i sometimes wonder
    to think up bees?”

    Sensational SK….. absolutely, truely…. sensational. Your sense of “connection” is an inspiration. It makes me want to get back on my knees…rummage through the dirt and plants and study all of the creators miraculous creatures,just like when I was a kid.

    ps…can healing vibes for a painful ear be sent by email as well as through the air ?

  11. avatar
    daniel12 | 7 December 2007 at 12:03 pm #

    Hey great blog today.
    But concern and condolence upon reading about your ear troubles.
    I have hearing damage and tinitus myself. I’ve learned to live with it but combined with an ear infection it took me to the brink.
    I certanly wasn’t writing free flowing creatonist poetry, it sounds like your dealing with it ok.
    It will get better and you shouldn’t let those hearing test results depress you.
    After all we hear with our minds aswell as ears.
    I have this recuring experience that perhaps you can relate to.
    I’m in a room full of people yacking a cacophony of sound.
    In such situations i have great difficulty even understanding the person next to me. Often i just smile and nod my way out of it.
    Yet though i can’t follow any conversation i can usually hear the background music in relative detail. The key and the chords, time signature and tempo.
    But sometimes i hear something really beautiful and I move closer to the speaker for closer aural inspection.
    Often what i’ve heard in my mind is better than whats actually there.
    Despite your hearing troubles I don’t think the music thing is ever going to be over for you.
    If some of your recent blogs are any indication i’d say the writing thing will be a big part of your future too.
    But sheesh bad timing with the Diviynls tour?.
    I’m no earquack but i’ve been financialy required to work with loud live music whilst dealing with an ear infection.
    Despite my tinitus throbbing in time with the beat i don’t feel i did any more damage than i would have without the ear infection.
    However I can unambiguously say that you shouldn’t even consider getting on a plane if the blockage hasn’t cleared. I made this mistake once. Upon landing desent it felt like my head was going to explode. I was near deaf for two days after. I definitely feel i did some lasting damage with that.
    But if your ears are getting you down spare a thought for Chrissy Amplett. She’s just publicly anounced that she has Multible Sclerosis.

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    fantasticandy | 7 December 2007 at 12:55 pm #

    wonderful life-affirming read today
    you are right…it can’t possibly be just random chance can it?
    hope you ‘n the druids are going to enjoy each others company these next weeks!
    andy L.

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    Anonymous | 7 December 2007 at 1:11 pm #

    Trees ‘that breathe out oxygen’ is not a miracle, it’s clear evidence that life on Earth is pure chance, determined only by circumstance. If trees produced, say, carbon dioxide, life here would have evolved very differently. And whatever lifeform resulted from those particular circumstances would be sat here going “wow, it’s amazing how perfect this planet is for us, it must be intellegent design, it’s a miracle.”

  14. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 December 2007 at 1:12 pm #

    what an amazing, unfolding
    piece. this blog in itself is life-affirming. thank you.


    good wife says hello

  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 December 2007 at 1:15 pm #

    Wow. What a beautiful way to start one’s day.

    Get well soon!

    Tampa, Fl

  16. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 December 2007 at 1:28 pm #

    Steve, protect what’s left of your hearing, mate – think of this: if you go deaf, the only sound you’ll ever hear again is the tinnitus. Imagine the screaming fuckin horror of that one. Fuck the gigs.

  17. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 December 2007 at 1:31 pm #

    NOT said lightly and not meant horribly. I’ve got family members in that very position and you can imagine their quality of life. I’m scared for ya, man.

  18. avatar
    blackeyes | 7 December 2007 at 2:50 pm #


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    Brien Comerford | 7 December 2007 at 3:14 pm #

    Today’s blog was divine inspiration at its best! Isaiah, John Wesley and erudite Jains would be elated. Idyllic, utopian and utterly true. In the small tiny eyes of a seemingly insignificant creature one can see all of eternity. Indeed, blessed trees are the lungs of the planet.

    SK in optimal, majestic literary form and remember he ascertained the grand scheme of things back in 1972.

  20. avatar
    davem | 7 December 2007 at 3:19 pm #

    Out on the Chrimble lash, so won’t get a chance to read your blog ’til tomorrow.
    I was just popping by to check you were ok SK.


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    CSTCoach | 7 December 2007 at 4:35 pm #

    “can you imagine that moment when the seedling pierces the sky
    out of the nourishing but suffocating soil
    the seed knows inside itself there is more to life than this darkness”

    That was a beautiful image, and one that had never occurred to me. The thought of a seed yearning ever upwards until it made that transformation and pierced the veil, into the light…

    Beautiful blog today. almost a prayer…


    – ps – hope yer feeling a bit better today and are on the mend

  22. avatar
    Cee | 7 December 2007 at 4:36 pm #

    sometimes the future nudges me oh so gently
    steven….it says
    try this!

    a veces el futuro me da un tierno codazo
    Esteban…prueba esto


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    blackeyes | 7 December 2007 at 4:43 pm #

    “can you imagine that moment when the seedling pierces the sky
    out of the nourishing but suffocating soil
    the seed knows inside itself there is more to life than this darkness”

    love it best, too.

  24. avatar
    PAGEY | 7 December 2007 at 6:39 pm #

    “who wakes up to take the brush that paints the day”

    Beautiful, i even googled this man. Its yours! You are the one. Great blog…

  25. avatar
    JONNY NOT YET SO HOLLYWOODISH | 7 December 2007 at 7:56 pm #

    you sound better today be cos this bloggy rocks like never before…

  26. avatar
    ouch knot | 7 December 2007 at 11:07 pm #

    must be better, and this clutter is life, too. even the little dust bunnies under the family credenza are teeming with possibility.
    thank you for your generous gift.
    now i must take my lazy self into the kitchen and begin my magic.

  27. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 December 2007 at 1:23 am #

    truly lovely Steve. Has put me in the mode for a peaceful afternoon kip

  28. avatar
    isolde | 8 December 2007 at 1:25 am #

    the envelopener

  29. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 8 December 2007 at 1:40 am #

    In the 1800’s John Wesley wrote “A Survey Of The Wisdom Of God In Creation”. It included a vast treatise on the animal kingdom(in which he included birds, fish, reptiles and insects), complete with observations on ecology-how all these creatures are able to live together, each occupying a niche within the overall plan of a benevolent Creator. All things even the seemingly insignificant, have their rightful place in the created order and ecological balance.

    Wesley was also a vegetarian who stridently denounced cruelty against animals. He’s one of the few resaons why I cling to the faith. America’s contemporary Religious Right are anathema to a benevolent Creator.

  30. avatar
    how do you reply to that? | 8 December 2007 at 2:03 am #

    a thing of beauty today sk.
    in the moment
    in the now
    seemingly and
    yet no focus
    just letting it
    happen letting it
    be words on a screen
    and a life between
    and intertweened
    like the growth
    you write of




  31. avatar
    eek | 8 December 2007 at 2:05 am #

    Gotta love those little voices. Well…as long as they know what they are doing that is. You don’t want the dumbass little voices. Trust me on that.

  32. avatar
    Imber | 8 December 2007 at 4:09 am #

    I’ve always wondered why I see so many bees at the shore.

    Bees are amazing. Every honeybee produces half a teaspoon of honey in their lifetime.

  33. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 December 2007 at 4:09 am #

    better today?

  34. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 December 2007 at 5:06 am #

    Hope you’re feeling a lot better today, have been worried about you.
    Have said some prayers for you, can only hope they were heard.
    Do whatever the good Dr tells you to do, to make a quick and complete recovery. No-one would blame you at all if you don’t play the concerts, when you’re better the Church can do their own shows next yr. If you do decide to do the Enmore maybe you can do a reading of some of Fruit Machine and the band can do some (quiet)acoustic numbers. Anyway, your health is the most important thing.

    Beautiful blogge, very thought provoking, the wilde weather agrees with your writing.
    Hope you have a restful and earache free weekend.

    Peace,love & good health

  35. avatar
    truffleoil | 8 December 2007 at 5:12 am #

    Dear Steve Kilbey,
    I needed to read this entry you wrote today, thank you. I sometimes visit your blog, and read only a bit, but today i was drawn to read the whole entry. Thank you, it is beautiful. I was thinking recently how your words have had such an impact on my life since i was 13 (18 years and counting). The forces of creation that move through you and manifest in your art have touched me greatly. I’m so grateful. Life is a trip, isn’t it. Much Love and Light, -Ai

  36. avatar
    blackeyes | 8 December 2007 at 7:19 am #

    waiting, and waiting.

  37. avatar
    Leelinau | 8 December 2007 at 7:42 am #

    what about terry?


  38. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 December 2007 at 9:42 am #

    you look after yourself and your ear, ok? sending as many positive vibes as i can…
    a gorgeous piece of writing today from a beautiful mind…i am in awe
    love always
    -The Hellbound Heart

  39. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 December 2007 at 10:07 am #

    who’s shout is it at this “TTB” bar,anyway!? we’ll be at the bar SK!

  40. avatar
    davem | 8 December 2007 at 10:47 am #

    That was stunning.
    Thank-you Steve.

  41. avatar
    veleska1970 | 8 December 2007 at 12:20 pm #

    utterly breathtaking. no one could possibly ignore the complex design of everything….believer or not.

    “my dear readers
    thank you so much for your well wishes
    you have no idea how i appreciate them
    you’re so very welcome, steve. {{{{steve}}}}

    lotza love….

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    davem | 8 December 2007 at 5:11 pm #


  43. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 December 2007 at 6:15 pm #

    he needs rest.
    have a rest please sk.

  44. avatar
    steve kilbey | 8 December 2007 at 8:30 pm #

    I’LL BE BACK!!!!!

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    Anonymous | 8 December 2007 at 9:32 pm #


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    Anonymous | 8 December 2007 at 9:52 pm #

    Steve, some people still believe that a sense organ ailment is the result of a bestowed curse. Others believe you should pay special heed to ear pain and temporary deafness because an important message or test will follow. The victim can be of several minds about the affliction but almost always chooses a ‘proven’ counter to cast out the entity.

    Let’s say you suppose it to be a test – a transitional envelopment, if you like – in hearing ‘something’ for whatever reason, I don’t know. You would have nothing to fear because, whether you know it or not, you have long been preparing for it through the choices you have made. These transitional envelopments, if heeded, can determine who you will become. Remember, one of your senses is challenged – compromised – so quite naturally, but only to the limits of your ‘potential’, the others will permeate – how far they go is anyone’s guess but the constituents of the disciplines you put your faith in will ultimately determine the degree of transcendence and your level of attainment.

    Acknowledge that something MUST change as a result. The alignment of your senses will alter. You will enter a new period in your life. You will be capable of distinguishing even if you deny it. It will, at the very least, tell you something, and if pre-supposed, tell others something too.

    I think it is probably wise to guard your passage by not saying too much. Of course, your sensibilities are yours. Me – I would ‘so what I no’ and allow the entity ascension.

    And then there’s medical science: take this for __ days and so on and so forth. And we’re ‘well’ again! right? Your doctor, ‘he’d no’. He would too if he knew but he obviously doesn’t.

    Moara sparta
    MungoPushul x

  47. avatar
    Centuryhouse | 12 December 2007 at 4:16 am #

    Wow. Well done.

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