Korean Shamanic Silks

This blog post is in Category Military

This blog post in is in Category Spiritual Initiation

This post is in category Metaphysics

Please Note:
Explaining the strange opening paragraph:
This was written to be printed on a sheet of poetic stories.
First i wrote an ironic piece on the other side,
about how i entered a Facist Art Contest and won $100!
(-here-)
This opens by saying it’s very opposite of that.

: Please Note
I’m putting this here on the flip side of “One Time I Won
100 Dollars” because I believe its oppositely polarized
energy on the other side of the paper sheet from that
might generate a matrix-like 4D Metaphor that will
emanate the combined power of the two opposite
& complementary items, emanating the resulting
Metaphoric Power out several inches from both
sides of the paper sheet. .. Yes, i’m a sci-fi fan.

A Korean shamanic silk, artist’s rendering. .. Yes I’m not joking. .. This sketch is trying to hint at a visual impression of solid geometry moving in space that you get watching this famous kind of dance. .. The dancer’s flowing robe is made of large geometric squares, .. with each large square woven in a finely textured pattern of radiant silk, .. and within each square, all threads dyed in one color that looks to the mind like a primary color. .. .. Several colors sewn together making the robe. .. .. To me this visual impression of moving solid geometry revealed a mystical truth about our Human Misperception of time.

The Story:

It was a teaching theater in South Korea where classic Korean shamanic dance is taught. .. My visit was in my first year as a U.S. Army soldier .. and at the starting line of my journey to become a spiritual person.

The mystic truth I experienced there is very well known in theoretical physics, .. but feeling it personally was like a door opening for my spirit. .. It’s a door I’ve been exploring beyond ever since, a freedom from the mental tyranny of Time.

The mystical thing is this. .. Time is superficial. .. Hours and minutes are not a basic fact about how things are.

In what I’ve seen of that great beautiful art, the dancer mostly stands in place making large gestures that float their light-weight brilliant-color geometric gleaming robe thru space.

Watching this you start to see a weird thing like solid echoes of the movements. .. It was convincing to me.

It was like I saw the pattern .. 3 instants past, .. 2 instants past, .. 1 instant past, .. the pattern now, .. and instants of the pattern into the future. .. All of it was there and the passing of time was merely shifting my focus. .. It was a convincing bodily sensation for me.

Here’s an important thing about all this…

1: The superficiality of Time is well known to theoretical physics; .. in fact it’s been a central tenet of physics for a long time now.

2: The thinness of Time has always been perceived by human beings thru fine art, in a concert hall or in the age of flute and drama by a camp fire.

And 3: As every great teacher has taught, mental free­dom from the rushing days and minutes of your life is an essential step in Answering The Calls of Spirit.

But before we start comparing this timeless beauty to the wretched depravity of petty fascists in Worcester Mass. .. (on the other side of the sheet,) .. let me add one more thing.

I was in an imperial army. .. The local politics here had me and my grubby comrades as overlords on our visit to this wonderful dancing teacher.

Our General’s Korean minions here were holding thousands of political prisoners, just for being dissidents, and many prisoners from the intellectual and art community.

And yes I do mean our little party of grease-stained privates come by Army Entertainment Service bus in answer to an A.E.S. leaflet tacked up on the tack-up board of an A.E.S. Library.

.. .. But all of us now crouching forward welded to the front edge of our seats while this astonishing magic artist dealt in world-splitting wonders, .. .. me incidentally with a barrack mate’s Experimental Jazz record collection playing in my head while our teacher went about it.

.. .. Yes I do mean us there as overlords.
.. .. For we knew we were such in pervasive ways all us grubby low-rank privates could not help feeling,
.. .. .. .. We having this notion of superiority just pressed upon us in our surroundings as we went about our grubby wasteful pointless greasy army duties.

And it was we privates, we,
who most absolutely refused
to act like overlords. Many true
love affairs and true marriages.

How can we now compare that local politics there
with the anti-fascist struggle in Worcester Mass.???

I don’t know.

(- Here is the end of this poem story.-)

This is from my poem sheet.. “Little Squiggles”
Part of booklet series “Vapes Shops Series”
Booklet series overview page .. {-here-}
Pdf of the poem sheet .. {-here-}