Sigur Ros and Sulphur

Hello

very much dark of the moon.
literally last hours of it.

Will see Sigur Ros this coming week.
an Icelandic band that in interview seem
down to earth and not that connected even
with the wild magic their music portends.
perhaps it is living in Iceland.
perhaps it is the magic each of us can bring
through if we allow the great mystery
the Mysterium Magnum
a great deal of spaciousness to move through the vehicles that
we are.

when last I heard Sigur Ros - loved there were no English words
was intrigued to learn
that the Icelandic words were quite often
entirely made up. (imagined, remembered, mysteriously touched into life)

and now
what was evoked
was a land that was new
and called me into
something very powerful
perhaps the ancient words
that were mixed with the non sense
which in this moment seems
wise in the fool sense of it all

when young I thought that all artists needed to be
vitally alive on all levels.
now I am amazed when someone is.

and still intrigued when I am deeply moved
by music that evokes something that perhaps
those that evoke it are not yet fully aware.
then again they may be.

by the dawn which is tomorrow's new moon.
I am aware of the paradox that is Libra as the setting sun
in the chart. Ares full moon is the rising sign or sun.

musing on many things these days.
almost typed musing on many thighs these days
actually more on the bum. forshadowing of Scorpio cycle.

playing some Icelandic lullaby or alibi in another world
and letting it enter this world and this dark of the moon
now.

an Icelandic haiku
for the new moon.

if you e-mail me an haiku
i'll e-mail one back to you.


Larkin aka ahh guess