posted on October 8, 2008 at 4:06 am

tiny tiny tiny details
huge empty spaces
fill em with songs
fill em with art
fill em with the best drop of humanity
picture yourself on a boat on a river
and the water swirls with meaning in fluorescent greens
and the birds are all whistling a song by spiritualized baby
and the birds are all tweeting just for you
the jungles of south america are calling me home honeyed one
the panthers i see in my head i cant paint
baby i can almost taste the bitter vine
that bubbling slimey cup of the universe
that strange power
wanna lift off through the starry canopy
wanna penetrate the firmament with my burning spear
i wanna walk with jesus through the streets of santiago
i wanna tame the monsters that live in equadors blue lakes
deep in the jungle she may be
i wanna be
you think i am yer ordinary 21st century man….?
oh no
dont tell me its true
i got these crazy memories
some one else is coming through me
like a mark fading up through the paint
like an instrument blowing in a cacophony
like a reading on psyche-o-meter
like birds feeding in a field
some random brute or shaman
lemuria whispers that voice i know
whoever takes over as i fall asleep
living out his sub-life in my dreams
all my triumphs and defeats
all my sleepless deep sleep
pitted against my self
facing my darkest fears
if my dream double is a murderer
then what does that maketh me ?
if jehovah dont like my veggie offering
i say hes a bloodthirsty old yob
and i aint burning no altar to a butcher
tell the people white trippy moses
says no hurty to other things
(unless they do intrude ‘pon yer house
then you may dong them)
take your paintbrush and go into that darkness
paint yourself into an amen corner
and then take all yer best greens
emerald green
light green
sap green
olive green
marine green
turquoise
viridian
cyprus green
cool grey
the jungle
the snakes
the smallest deadliest movement
eggs hatching in the rotting log
my people were magicians
my garden was full of magic plants
i talk to the trees
i talk to the flowers and the moss
i am a madman see me fly
i am in the jungle you painted
you are henri rousseau and i’m lying in your jungle
i am a naive painter and jaded rocker
i am world weary
my shoulders stoop from the weight
i am a sloth man
i eat and dream of lemuria
i turn into a screaming macaw
i drink down by the black swirl
i hunt in the blackness of sleep
i ravish your women in the astral planes over silver argentina
i am a wolfe and i howl
i am a jackal and i slink
i am a jaguar run out of registration
the jungle baby
space baby
the fucking stars in the sky
the romans
the hindus
the great rocknrollers
these are my oeuvres childe
drugs
the internal realms of madness
the inner world of nameless beasts
i am the dabbler
i am the meddler
i am the guy who said
why
let me try
i am the killer
the pain and lady killer
the time killer
the honey moon killer
the dream killer
he who murders in his deepest dreams
he who roams the deserts of deleria delerium
the nightwalker
the immaculate fool
the necessitator
the underlined n undersigned
who is coming through me
reveal yerself you swarthy olde lemurian stranger
yes look at me and weep
my black hair
my brown skin
my black eyes
my white teeth
i am i am i am
stop
its over

17 Responses to “trans apparent”

  1. avatar
    princey | 8 October 2008 at 5:35 am #

    I’m starting to believe you’re not an ordinary 21st century being, Time Being, you’ve been there and back, to that place you always talk about, it’s changed you sk. I loved this dream, feeling weird alright 🙂
    Love Amanda

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    kat | 8 October 2008 at 5:49 am #

    did you forget to mention sleepwalker,, sk? i got scared after the word rot but very good anyway.

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    captain mission | 8 October 2008 at 6:35 am #

    stranger or familiar?
    mighty blog today, she is calling you.

    i’m so disappointed in myself, i didn’t read ye blog till very late and missed the gig. i love all that spoken word stuff. err poetry. apologies now.

    i have to mention here, i have had two yoga classes and i can honestly say i am the worst in the class. i cannot even sit in the lotus position and my balance is pathetic. i am overweight and fall over easy when i stand on one leg, my old broken bones are inflexible when i try to put to much pressure on them (but i am going gently), i breath in when everyone else breaths out and i am easily distracted by the girl on my right (hangs head in shame) but after the class i feel amazing, absolutely amazing. it’s brilliant. so thank you for the motivation. i think i found something i love.

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    Big Smiles Kate | 8 October 2008 at 6:51 am #

    Hey wow! Managed to re-sign into blogger account after yonkers…

    Having been an owner in the past – laughed at jaguar run out of registration (lucky they ran at all in fact!)

    Hope the weirdness has passed SK and that gig was good.

    Big Smiles,
    Kate
    xo

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    persephone2u | 8 October 2008 at 7:58 am #

    What a beautiful blog to wake up to today. I’ve always dreamed of visiting South America one day, although it could never be as nice as the image you’ve conjured up here.

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    Hellbound Heart | 8 October 2008 at 9:41 am #

    ooohhhh…watched apocalypto earlier on today…..can see you as a jungle shaman with piercings and tattoos and jade jewellery scrutinising the eclipsing sun for omens…..jaguar man, oracle…..
    love always….

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    ross b | 8 October 2008 at 10:58 am #

    this is reality sk, the searing power of the planet in its awesome entirety, jungle, green, medicinal vines, surrealistic vision, inner dimensions of being…on the flimsy surface of it all is the world we (or some of us ‘ere on the planet) have constructed, stockmarkets and bonds and all that rubbish, destined to crumble and reap havoc on everyone below…people must be mad…i worship the planet…and music! 😉
    …but i can’t help but be drawn to read the daily news headlines…

    great peace sk

    ps i’m thinking of trying bikram at some point, any views on bikram anyone?
    ..and hope last night went well, i look forward to catching one of your upcoming gigs hopefully.

  8. avatar
    markobears | 8 October 2008 at 2:33 pm #

    Reading your blog i’ve always wondered why you stay in the city. Jaguar Paw

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    Brien Comerford | 8 October 2008 at 2:42 pm #

    One of Sk’s illuminating, mystical and mystifying blogs brilliantly composed. The Prophet Isaiah condemned the sacrifice of animals and needless carnage.

    Since today’s blog mentioned many species it’s been revealed that one-forth of the world’s mammals are at the precipice of extinction resultant from mankind’s brutal hunting, poaching, fishing, marauding and polluting.

  10. avatar
    sergezéni | 8 October 2008 at 7:56 pm #

    Magnificent blog.
    But… don’t worry.
    Love,
    Serge.

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    sergezéni | 8 October 2008 at 8:04 pm #

    Is Kat around here?! If she is, I might be able to post obscure Red House Painters/Kozelek stuff onto my blog — so just ask if you're interested. For a start, there'll be out-of-print/deleted/quite impossibly rare Blues records from the 20's & 30's, all of them from my personal collection. All of this in a few days, hopefully.

    I go back to Painkiller, now.
    Love,
    Serge.

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    davem | 8 October 2008 at 8:08 pm #

    Just keep still and stop howling.

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    matt davison | 8 October 2008 at 9:42 pm #

    Poor Mangey Panther!!!!the strange day’s behind ya…hissing the punters who are trying to blind ya!!!fighting through the mist as they peel and bind ya..

    you are you are you are……..

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    princey | 8 October 2008 at 10:13 pm #

    Hey Matt, are you and missy D making the trip over for the Painkiller gig, it’s gonna be a ripper!!! Hope you can make it!
    (but I’m worried sk, the Painkiller gig isn’t advertised yet on The Corner website, but they have gigs for January listed, it’s still happening I hope)

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    matt davison | 8 October 2008 at 11:33 pm #

    Be silly not too Amanda…long way to go for a gig though!! Should try and get em to Auckland

    Hope yr well… I am still running for Lord Mayor of MELBOURNE

    Will you vote for me??

    in place of the Melby Cup I am going to have a Church Holiday where all the town meets at Southbank for a 4 hour Church concert and through the night other events around Aussies greatest rock and rollers take place….support acts would include Iva Davies and Paul Kelly..

    You like???

    mdddd

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    Cita | 10 October 2008 at 9:40 am #

    ……..

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    lily was here | 10 October 2008 at 1:16 pm #

    Ross B, I survived a Bikram class a few months ago in Darlinghurst while visitng Sydney & loved it tho' Im a bit like Capt, out of synch with everyone else in the room & have always been hopeless at the lotus position 🙂 tho' first-timers go at the back so its not too bad.I was on a high for hours afterwards and craved it for weeks after. Take a towel & loads of water – its a real workout. Im used to heat but the temperature near took my breath away at first! If I had the option of a regular yoga class i would choose something more spiritual tho' & was disappointed they had no music playing. I agree with SK that beginners def should do yoga with a qualified instructor until you know what you're doing.

    Serge, i was playing the beautiful Songs for a Blue Guitar just the othr day.

    SK, i love your jungle talk (love Kipling's too), magical, exotic, dangerous; but all the creepy crawlies freaks me out of ever really venturing into a real one, unless it were a Rousseau painting, with no serpents!


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