posted on April 19, 2008 at 9:30 pm

the truth is
what we think of as the truth does not exist
the truth is all our truths are different
the world is a song
a million ways in
a million ways out
we have been raised to look for the definite
it does not exist
it is in flux
i search and search
sometimes like yesterday
on a windswept cliff
the wind howled in glee
misty rain droplets
the dark blue sea groping the land
an impatient ocean trying to get further in
and the clouds redefine grey into a thousand greys
rising and falling in the sky
you look at this and the answer is on the tip of your…..
the answer?
the answer??
there is no answer
each answer would lead to at least ten more questions anyway
it would take all our life to grasp even the smallest fact in totality
nonetheless certain tantalising keys seem to dangle
keys to understanding…..
keys to art
keys to success
keys to boogie woogie piano
whatever key you want
suddenly you realise….
ah! so this is…..
as things fall into place
and you move into finer realms
as you progress
your pride becomes heavier
and drags you down
you glimpsed the seven thousand lands of paradise
now your arrogance pins you to the ground
you begin to see
that not you thought…
but its opposite
or rather
detachment within concentration
just like in yoga
when you push your limbs to maintain an asana
but your face n mind remain calm and peaceful
you have to be both things at once
you have to be able to believe the impossible
or scorn the obvious
could it be its all true
could it be its all false
why do sad songs make us happy
why do opposites attract…shouldnt likes attract?
a fine line between love n hate but arent they opposites?
occult advice for astral travel:
remain awake as you fall asleep!
that could take many lifetimes to master
you cant apply western force to it
yet one can see the possibilities flowering
behind the apparent conundrum
somewhere in nature
there are loopholes in her logic
which once manipulated could….
imagine if it was all tangential to what you thought
imagine if the givens were taken
i always thought there would be some big explosion of light
but the battle is not fought there
nor is the battle fought at all but only with surrender
can you defeat a temptation by indulging in it
can you love your enemies to death
can you remain alert in deep contemplation
can you traverse levels of your reality effortlessly
think without thinking
your mind…can it switch itself off
can you serve or save yourself
the schism between “their” realities
and mine
ever widens
a credibility gap they used to call it
getting harder to believe it
getting harder to swallow ..i need more sugar with it
the more i hide from it
the more exposure i need
everything is and contains its own opposite
life is a multitude of dilemmas
as you think you solve one
others pop out of alignment
theres no end in sight
no respite
it must continue it seems
warm n cosy moments are illusions
so too the hysterical and excruciating
all disappearing like white lines on a highway
stretch out and then gone
gone man gone
like elvis n jimbo n all them other dead’uns
gone into the distant distance

28 Responses to “pull pit pow!”

  1. avatar
    Anne Marie: | 19 April 2008 at 11:08 pm #

    Your bloggy today reminds me of colors peeling off the highway after a long day of painting; and how, suddenly, the world would turn into a mosaic of light, all form falling away, everything glowing.

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    Ross B | 20 April 2008 at 12:10 am #

    you’ve addressed this very nicely too in one of your early songs ‘tear it all away’

    …what’s ‘early’ and what’s ‘late’ anyway? now is the moment of perception

    all external realities differ with each individual’s perceptions and thoughts though that which powers us and animates us we all share, the ‘one life’ maybe, g.o.d., a formless, timeless reality

    nice to know all of us are bound by one pretty major commonality!

    though external reality sez that over generations a group of us on the planet has taken more than our share so that the majority are left in poverty or starving

    but that’s just the way of things here

    cloudy sunday beckons,
    ‘ave a nice one! R.

  3. avatar
    linjo | 20 April 2008 at 1:14 am #

    hmmm yes, but I feel there are more perplexing mysteries at foot!
    1.What in god’s name is wrong with the osstraryan pool talent that Rove and Adam Hills are nominated for a bogie logie award. Did I also see that Lisa McClune in there again,yawn sheesh! (to steal your word Steve)
    2. When is Kylie Minogue gonna stop arching that eyebrow and sticking out her cute arse, trying to be the ultimate femme fatale and develop a more philanthropist (sic?) lifestyle. She’s got mega bucks, has had cancer, is now 40. Surely there is more to life. She was on US tele the other night and was done up like a plastic pro.
    3. Why are the babes on Duran Duran’s latest video younger than they were 25 years ago. Shouldnt they be using middle aged bints (like me! scrub up ok with a bitta botox and maybe a boob job)
    4. and then of course is our sporting felon mentality where meathead cauliflower eared, makeup wearing football players get massive media attention when they glass their girls or king hit another player.
    Just the ossy way I suppose. Bitta tall poppy for a Sunday morn. Luv yaz orrl! x

  4. avatar
    Melquiades | 20 April 2008 at 1:15 am #

    the more you hold
    the less it grows
    calculated thought
    is for the accountants
    the staticians
    the war-side planners
    I know that feeling when you let go
    but my ego-and all its will to control
    shoots me out
    of that cylinder of pure light

    Your words hit home professor

  5. avatar
    princey | 20 April 2008 at 1:26 am #

    Thanks for waking my sleepy Sunday brain today with this blog sk.
    There’s only one question I could answer in there I think!
    Have a beautiful day.
    Love Amanda

  6. avatar
    davem | 20 April 2008 at 9:05 am #

    The absence of absolutes makes it kind of exciting though?

  7. avatar
    verdelay | 20 April 2008 at 9:56 am #

    …like when you follow a thread of thought
    And sharpen and refine the idea
    Toss it over and over in your head
    Discard the irrelevancies
    Retain the little kernels that look like truths
    Further along that thread of thought
    Discarding and refining and sharpening
    Until you reach out to touch that last grain of ABSOLUTE TRUTH

    Only to find there’s nothing left.

    You feel a little hungry, tired, and empty.
    Where did the last three hours/years/lives go?

  8. avatar
    captain mission | 20 April 2008 at 10:19 am #

    it’s moments like this where i turn to the wonderful tao te ching and loose myself in what i read, as close to the truth as it can get, like clutching smoke, the words wrap themselves around my mind or is it my mind wrapping around the words?

  9. avatar
    Lebrinho | 20 April 2008 at 12:17 pm #

    Amen, brother..!

    “When the Emperor had heard that a great Buddhist teacher, Bodhidharma, had come to China, he sought an audience with him. When they met, Emperor Wu asked how much karmic merit he had gained from his noble support of Buddhism. Bodhidharma replied, “None at all.” The Emperor asked, “Then what is the truth of the teachings?” Bodhidharma replied, “Vast emptiness, nothing holy.” So the emperor asked, “Then who are you standing in front of me?” Bodhidharma replied, “I do not know,” and walked out”.

  10. avatar
    fantasticandy | 20 April 2008 at 12:56 pm #

    nothing is written in stone challenge everything….and find your own truth.
    you ARE your five or six senses.
    everyones experience of life is unique.
    it’s all up for grabs…..

    but the clock is still ticking.

  11. avatar
    persephone2u | 20 April 2008 at 3:46 pm #

    Some lovely musings for a meandering sunny Sunday today.

    can you defeat a temptation by indulging in it? Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wills Wilde certainly thought so…

    “The only way to get rid of temptation is to yield to it,” but I suppose that belief got him into a bit of a pickle in the end.

  12. avatar
    tim | 20 April 2008 at 4:27 pm #

    “As one transforms the astral body through intensified self awareness, one gains increasing mastery of the quantam flickers of dream time and dream space”

    -Daniel Pinchbeck 2012

    with a four hour train ride ahead of me, i take a moment to browse a bookstore near the station, it comes to me…2012…the book you recently reviewed on this blog. interestingly it was found under the sub category “controversial knowledge” in the new age section.

    two days later wife says she has never seen me read a book so fevourishly.

    thanks for the review, thanks to your friend mem. it is a little outside my comfort zone…but that’s okay..

    its a beautifull day where i am and i am everywhere.


  13. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 20 April 2008 at 5:57 pm #

    Another elucidating blog that induced me to read and cling to the deeds and words of Martin De Porres and John Wesley. I’m very close-minded.

    Tonight I witness guitar virtuoso, Steve Howe, in concert. Carl Palmer and John Wetton are in the same band too. A very commercial 1980’s band. Howe is the enticement for me.

    April 22 is Earth Day. The host organism that human parasites are incessantly decimating.

  14. avatar
    tim | 20 April 2008 at 6:45 pm #

    enjoy the show brien, steve howe and sk are masters at letting music breathe and take its own shape.
    both understand that the space between the notes is as important as the notes themselves.

  15. avatar
    verdelay | 20 April 2008 at 8:12 pm #

    hey brien – we ain’t no parasites; that earth, she’s our big earthy mummy, and we have sprungeth from out her tummy-wum.

    no, we’re more like a virulent strain of cancer.

  16. avatar
    syrinx | 21 April 2008 at 12:12 am #

    Honing in on a particular line or phrase that tickles me (per usual), today’s gem has to be:

    “imagine if the givens were taken”

    Not losing the forest for the trees, mind you, it’s just that bit keeps popping into my head, making me chuckle. The forest is full of life as always.

    If you lived a more average sort of existence, I imagine your pickup lines at the bar would be outstanding. You could start a side blog where people bought them from you! Seriously. How many guys say to themselves “If I were only half as clever with words as Kilbey…”

    No clue what the value of a good pickup line would be though. You’d have to ask the gentlemen.


  17. avatar
    veleska1970 | 21 April 2008 at 1:22 am #

    yeah, life does have an interesting duality to it. you always seem to be at a crossroads. and sometimes you have to wonder if certain decisions you’ve made were the right ones.

    good point, andy. well said. carpe diem.

    hope your afternoon is pleasant, steve.

    lotza love….

  18. avatar
    ...being here, doing this... | 21 April 2008 at 1:24 am #

    “i search and search
    sometimes like yesterday
    on a windswept cliff
    the wind howled in glee
    misty rain droplets
    the dark blue sea groping the land
    an impatient ocean trying to get further in
    and the clouds redefine grey into a thousand greys
    rising and falling in the sky
    you look at this and the answer is on the tip of your…..
    the answer?
    the answer??
    there is no answer
    each answer would lead to at least ten more questions anyway”


    questions and answers
    are constructs of thought
    of the mind

    to go beyond the mind…

    dwell in the space between thoughts

    just be

    notice the thoughts

    but don’t get entangled in their story

    watch them come and go

    feel the clouds of emotions and physical sensations

    feel them

    watch them come and go



    everything that can be experienced
    is like this

    the space between
    beyond experience

    beyond the small self

    it is the point of dissolution

    where the small becomes great

    where doubt becomes trust

    where fear becomes love

    in the words of cohen…

    “you lose your grip
    and then you slip
    into the masterpiece”

    is arrived at
    by subtraction
    not addition



  19. avatar
    eek | 21 April 2008 at 1:52 am #

    I was going to write “very true, SK” but then I thought “oh…wait…” and then my brain gears started to grind and smoke so I decided to shut it down for the day. Maybe I’ll have better luck with it tomorrow.

  20. avatar
    iseult | 21 April 2008 at 10:36 am #

    thank you for teaching me
    to appreciate ambiguity to
    love uncertainty to not fear multiplicity and to let go of everything

  21. avatar
    Cee | 21 April 2008 at 3:03 pm #

    another lullaby, another proverb, points taken and example followed.

  22. avatar
    John | 21 April 2008 at 5:19 pm #

    Reading a Time Being belong while “Musk” plays on the computer.

    I MUST transfer that “Busdriver” song to a digital file!

    Baby arrives first week of June. Just like the song. Track nine, “Forget Yourself.”

    John Garratt

  23. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 21 April 2008 at 5:34 pm #

    Indeed Steve Howe and Carl Palmer were absolutely brilliant last night at the Chicago House of Blues.

    In the afternoon yesterday I was listening to Kula Shakur Cd’s. A very maligned and controversial British band but I like them. They are derivative big time but I dig their mixture of Indian and psychedelic music. Crispian Mills is a spoiled brat but I enjoy his vocals, writing, instrumentation and vegetarianism.

  24. avatar
    davem | 21 April 2008 at 6:14 pm #

    Hope you’re ok Steve?
    Brien – Kula Shaker? Have you read Fruit Machine? If so, SK’s take on The Strawberry Alarm Clock sums them up for me?
    Persephone2U will have a pop at me (much love to you though dear) for my english obsession with our class system when I say that Crispian Mills is an upper class twit!!
    But secretly I quite like a bop to them.
    Anyways up…where’s SK? Where’s Painkiller?

  25. avatar
    PAGEY | 21 April 2008 at 10:18 pm #

    amazing insights steven


  26. avatar
    princey | 21 April 2008 at 10:22 pm #

    Yeah, I miss him too davem 🙁

  27. avatar
    restaurant mark | 22 April 2008 at 12:54 am #

    one of my favorite blogs…could ramble my thoughts for a while…but in a hotel room with my work partner, matt (also the singer in my band)…just got the ethernet going…and it’s his laptop…away from my wife and kids for the next week…but anyway, just real thought provoking stuff today steve…loved it

    take care

  28. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 22 April 2008 at 2:03 am #

    ‘reality’ is a rather interesting concept, isn’t it…there’s a lotta grey hanging around that ol’ black and white…
    went somewhere yesterday where they had a big stereo system and they played a doof-doof version of UTMW…what the…?!…good lord…
    love always…

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