posted on September 17, 2012 at 6:44 pm

me today at about 6 20

unidentified nordic aliens in bondi

 

guide me deeper

lemme see realer and realer

gimme abilities i dont even deserve

i am your precocious devotee

i want everything at once but grant me energy

and grant me hunger and restlessness

let me careen ever forwards out of the past

let me express my obsession with spirit then

let me glorify whatever the fuck it is that makes me do all this

keep me young so i can write more stuff

paint more pictures

more music yeah too please

keep it coming i’m waiting

another instalment

i dont want to ever stop now

its all unravelling but its all coming together

i expect miracles i get miracles

i expect disappointment i get disappointment

in the abyss of expectancy i fear no evil

if saraswati oh sweetest goddess you grant me success

yes money too quite frankly i’m broke

but i’d rather finally do that one thing

its all been leading up to ….

nah…or maybe not

a new voice in my head guides me

(it must be you)

thanks then for your spiritual and technical advice

a hand guides my intuition

the astral library of lovely human ideas

oh there lemme wanda !

lemme peruse perus stones whatever the fuck

lemme in lemuria

i paint your vogue edition in people

i organise crime on tape or paper

i send out my tendrils into the future when i am thankfully gone

strolling i hope with christ and krsna by a limpid indian lake

maybe we will form a band or discuss some delicate philosophical point

later the gopis will come out to dance

and we will become intoxicated on the flowers and moon

and time will almost stop

and in the darkness as i move and breathe through my india

my head will explode with every single possibility that never was

 

 

23 Responses to “saraswati prayer”

  1. avatar
    Kohl Ette | 17 September 2012 at 9:04 pm #

    I’ve heard it said to work is to pray and you seem to work not without playfulness, inspired and inspiring. 🙂

  2. avatar
    andy | 17 September 2012 at 9:11 pm #

    yeah!
    that’s the spirit me olde china.
    fine doodle of the saintly ones too……..

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 17 September 2012 at 9:34 pm #

    Absolutely mesmerizing painting…is this the first time it has been
    unveiled to us ??? Just completely wonderful !!!

    May all the riches , which includes every sunny day, be bestowed upon
    your being…
    May the wind never rustle your childlike mane…
    May your children never know hunger or hurt…
    May your pockets be filled with silver and gold each costume
    change…
    May your tone ring always brightly and in tune…
    May your head rest on a cloud shaped pillow to be held
    thruout a mid summers dream…
    May …
    …All your wishes be plentiful and true…

    May you love each and all with your tender heart…

    May you never know sorrow or loss…

    May you finally find the answers to the questions that
    you righteously seek…

    See you in a dream-
    …if I can only ever find some sleep…

    Daz

  4. avatar
    Gerry | 17 September 2012 at 10:40 pm #

    Lovely Steve.And the painting is beautiful too.I see the Divine in everything you do.Excelsior.

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    Chris | 17 September 2012 at 11:53 pm #

    A friend of mine said to me the other day that art and creativity just flow out of you Steve. Saraswati: she who has flow…goddess of knowledge music and art. She represents intelligence, consciousness, cosmic and divine knowledge, creativity, enlightenment, eloquence and power. Yep…I reckon Saraswati is inspiring you Steve. 

  6. avatar
    Steven Krut | 18 September 2012 at 3:03 am #

    I have an idea. You could become a Svengali. You could round up five good-looking Australian lads and forge them into a boy band. You could write a batch of catchy songs for them. You could produce their album. You could play all the instruments on their album. You could create the arty cover for their album. You could choose the paisley shirts that they wear on stage.

    You would, of course, be unable to resist giving this band your own melancholic, cosmic twist. They would be the world’s first psychedelic boy band. Their audience would consist of teenaged girls who are into Jean Paul Sartre and neo-Byronian poetry. A niche market, true, but you’d have it cornered!

    This band would be the alternative universe version of The Church. It would be the version with no musical ambition whatsoever. It would be the version that exists purely for the crass exploitation of the market. Through this band you would relive your youth, making the alternate choice at each fork in the road. You would drive this band to the top of pop charts with brazenly contrived songs of empty sentiment and recycled hooks. You’d slyly satirize the music industry while simultaneously feeding it the banality it craves. All as you sit back and pocketed 70% of the profits.

    The critics, of course, would hate these songs and miss the parody. You’d respond defiantly with perverse glee by writing ever more cloying bubble gum melodies that nauseate the musical intelligentsia. In an ironic way, this band would be your greatest artistic statement – a brilliant piece of real life protest performance art in which you blatantly shovel upon the mindless, youthful masses the steaming piles of shit that they deserve in exchange for their infuriated parents’ hard earned cash. You would literally laugh on your way to the bank to make your hefty deposits, stopping on the way back home for mega-sized soy smoothies.

    Think about it. 😉

    • avatar
      thetimebeing | 18 September 2012 at 7:35 am #

      hey krut-tee
      its already done
      ive have created the band
      they had the hits
      its all over the net
      i just made millions…wow…
      thanks
      phew that took all of one minute!

      • avatar
        Steven Krut | 18 September 2012 at 8:48 am #

        But now comes the inevitable part where the boys’ swollen egos convince them that they no longer need you. Through a series of bitterly fought lawsuits they wrest themselves free of your iron grip. Into the studio they go, full of baseless swagger and youthful self indulgence. But by now the saccharine bubble has burst. The sugar high they’d inflicted upon their fans has crashed, leaving a bitter aftertaste. Their new album sucks, naturally. Rolling Stone gives it a negative three star review. The backlash culminates in a disastrous TV appearance in which the boys – their faces swollen from excessive consumption, eyes puffy from cocaine-addled late nights – give a Syd Barrett-ish dazed and confused performance consisting of a single cord played ad nauseum. The audience pelts them with the free cds they were given on the way in. In your splendid coastal manor you watch this with a mixture of sadness and satisfaction. Being a kind and forgiving soul, you spare them from homelessness by giving them jobs on your estate such as maintaining the sculpted garden and walking your dog. With this arrangement, you and the boys lie in wait for the requisite comeback album and tour ten years hence. (Or perhaps ten minutes hence.)

        • avatar
          thetimebeing | 19 September 2012 at 8:14 am #

          krutty
          i want whatever youre on!

        • avatar
          BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 19 September 2012 at 10:20 am #

          SKrut,

          I think I have a song that I’d like for u to take a
          visionary approach to…its actually some songs that
          flow together and could b a tie in to each other, ur
          last vid production was spectacular and iv been thinkin
          of u lately, hit my gmail account when u can with an ‘hello’…

          Have a grandsss day !!!

          Daz

    • avatar
      BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 18 September 2012 at 11:53 am #

      That’s fuggn brilliant !!!

  7. avatar
    hippy | 18 September 2012 at 3:07 am #

    “Unidentified Nordic Aliens in Bondi”

    Ha ha! That is hilarious. You obviously know your Ufology.

  8. avatar
    Boriah | 18 September 2012 at 8:14 am #

    The painting is awesome. Will it be for sale someday?

    Self defense, in cold blood. The optic nerve.

    Stay hungry and fierce.

    • avatar
      thetimebeing | 19 September 2012 at 8:14 am #

      it will be for sale alex
      how are you?

      • avatar
        Boriah | 19 September 2012 at 8:40 am #

        Flooded with work Steve, but fine, I cant complain. Lots of classes and research. Thanks for asking, hope you and the family are fine. Autumn is dangerously approaching, but there´s still some warm time left to wear the Monsters & Mirages t-shirt in front of the students.
        I started to read a couple of books about the origins of christianism…thanks to your last blog entries. That painting should be the cover of their first album!

        Stay brave and walk tall my friend!

        Alex

        • avatar
          Admin | 19 September 2012 at 11:16 am #

          i hope we meet up one day alex face to face
          much love
          sk

          • avatar
            Boriah | 19 September 2012 at 7:11 pm #

            That´d be great! You have a house here. And you know I will defend “Starfish” with my fists, if necessary!
            Hugs Steve!
            Alex

  9. avatar
    plumlady | 18 September 2012 at 1:38 pm #

    Beautiful babes. Where do they sleep?

  10. avatar
    Richard | 18 September 2012 at 9:32 pm #

    two works of art

  11. avatar
    Cath | 18 September 2012 at 9:49 pm #

    It would be the best band in the Avatars universe 🙂

    Mate, you’ll never be broke, you got more riches than a zillion kings
    Steven Krut , that was priceless

    Steve, at least you can say you have lived, really lived a rich life, full of experiences, all the fodder…..fever…..fears…..fascinations…forever to resonate out into the Ether…….life well lived.:)

  12. avatar
    Chris | 19 September 2012 at 1:45 pm #

    Just read a fascinating study of Infant Psychology that says that babies, when left alone to go off to sleep by their mother, will create a simple symbol of her to comfort themselves and ressure themselves of her realtity even those she is not physically present. This symbol may be the end of a blanket, a soft toy, a piece of plush fabric or even a colourful curtain. From this study, we can deduce that we are creatures who love symbols and symbolism from an early age. We like tangible things that point to the invisible, the hidden, the secret, the mysterious….this is why we naturally love mysticism and poetry…

  13. avatar
    Chris | 29 September 2012 at 2:18 pm #

    Poets are the priests of the invisible.

    ~Wallace Stevens


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