Code Named Plumber

Words & Attitudes

We're having a spate of mild weather … around here … the past few days. Its rich cloudy … with some grey … and it makes for a hue in the atmosphere … that's like coconut juice fresh from the kernel. There's a fine breeze blowing … and stirs the leaves gently. I've left my door open … shirtless … and reminding myself that … I have to clean my desk top. I've taken some new turns … in my sojourns … and yesterday I met Idulta.

She's a fossilized being … dated about 150,000 - 200,000 bc … found in Ethiopia ...  Africa. Above her position is the brightest star … in the constellations … Sirius. She is the queen of the sleepless dreams … that we encounter in our lives … and she posed the query to me … of what it means to be awake … or sleep. She intimates that early human forms … like anima … didn't sleep. And in the day … there were not awake either.

Its the foundation of our sub-conscious … and applies itself … in a mild unmindfulness … in everything we do. To that … we present our notions of the physical conscious … and the intimations in the unconscious. I've been sailing on that breeze of the Sphinx … since last night … and thereafter … put up a schematic model of the ' I-See ' … a name I use to refer to what appears like a pair eyes … representing the passions … on the right … and the celt projections … on the left.

It allowed me a glimpse … into the formation of my passions … historically extending itself … to 8,000 bc. And then … the experience of the celt … and the physical world … that project themselves … to the future … to a time corresponding to the past. It made me heady to realize what I'm discovering … and I broke into soliloquy … for praise of the beauty in her eyes … and suddenly it just clicked … and I saw … what I am … in the flesh … living below Bear mountain in Malacca.

She intimated to me … that I had chosen for my wish fulfillment … the experience of ' love informative ' … an appellation that is not ecstasy … pleasure … glory … nor compassion. Its a state of passions … that flows languidly … and persuades the mind … to accompany it … in an expression of understanding … regarding what I see in the celt. I kept at it … and found myself handling the issue … of how … we mix everybody's wish fulfillment … into a coherent sense of life's experience.

There's the Mussalman's intimations of God … in which everything is God … and he is the only human. Then there's the Oriental's inclination to inquire into my female relations … and help me affirm that its so unfair … and he seemed to derive a pleasure from that. Then there's the Indic … whose love for ecstasy … pits him against knowledge … to rest on the notion of all things as babble … or maya. The African … shakes his head … and suggests that he be allowed to hold the horn of plenty … just in case.

And then there's WA. With a breath that's vapored with sardines … wine … and tobacco … on a body with a soapy deodorant scent … he joins me at the statue of ' the Plumber.' Its a square columnar rock … about 8 feet high … jelly black marble … with a shine … that we have agreed … will form the … the pointing place of the self. We sit at a park bench … across from it … completely nude … with an attitude of transparency … that fills the space between us. In front of us ... the marble ... hides the self in stone ... with a code name that is an obvious veil on the prick ... and a sleepless dream ... that is all.

We appear to be communicating telepathically … without any secrets … and I'm reminded of what Idulta says … is an understanding between us. I respond by telling her … that its not understanding. Its ' love informative.' And as we view the rock … it becomes plain to us … that had we visited the statue alone by ourselves … it would have been meaningless. How does anyone represent the experience of the self … with a rock … while the self is also all around us? But with WA … in a universe that's infinite … its been logical to create a joint agreement … on the way we will represent the self … and to share in the experience … of the sub-conscious sensation of it … together.

Idulta … tells me I'm the word … and him … the attitude. He conveys the experience of the body … as an instrument of the celt … and views it with an eye of light from outside. As the word … I am the information … that love conveys to the universe. We are both … separately … positioned at the point at which … the light of the celt … comes to meet the passions.

Idulta together with Omo are reported by science … as the earliest fossil evidence of homo sapien. The word ' Idulta ' is from an African language that means ' first born.' They lived as one … with the knowledge of the universe shared between them … and in accordance to a decorum … they have since come to agree with each other. I thought it strange that … WA and I .. were as persons … sitting in front of a statue … of the self of the universe … in marble. Its quite a reversal from representing man in marble.