Modelling the universe 🌌
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Orion spread across the sky
A huntsman so inclined
And I, strewn across your blackened breast
Count the scatterlings of light
While rest and madness
Joined in flighty paradox
Dance tomorrows into broken sight and loss
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I don't think i could have asked for more appropriate life advice at this point ... 🥹❤️🩹
"You will find that you have already been gloriously rewarded for your poem. You have experienced becoming, learned a lot more about what’s inside you, and you have made your soul grow."
In 2006 a high school English teacher asked students to write a famous author and ask for advice. Kurt Vonnegut (1922 – 2007) was the only one to respond - and his response is magnificent:
“Dear Xavier High School, and Ms. Lockwood, and Messrs Perin, McFeely, Batten, Maurer and Congiusta:
I thank you for your friendly letters. You sure know how to cheer up a really old geezer (84) in his sunset years. I don’t make public appearances any more because I now resemble nothing so much as an iguana.
What I had to say to you, moreover, would not take long, to wit: Practice any art, music, singing, dancing, acting, drawing, painting, sculpting, poetry, fiction, essays, reportage, no matter how well or badly, not to get money and fame, but to experience becoming, to find out what’s inside you, to make your soul grow.
Seriously! I mean starting right now, do art and do it for the rest of your lives. Draw a funny or nice picture of Ms. Lockwood, and give it to her. Dance home after school, and sing in the shower and on and on. Make a face in your mashed potatoes. Pretend you’re Count Dracula.
Here’s an assignment for tonight, and I hope Ms. Lockwood will flunk you if you don’t do it: Write a six line poem, about anything, but rhymed. No fair tennis without a net. Make it as good as you possibly can. But don’t tell anybody what you’re doing. Don’t show it or recite it to anybody, not even your girlfriend or parents or whatever, or Ms. Lockwood. OK?
Tear it up into teeny-weeny pieces, and discard them into widely separated trash receptacals. You will find that you have already been gloriously rewarded for your poem. You have experienced becoming, learned a lot more about what’s inside you, and you have made your soul grow.
God bless you all!"
Kurt Vonnegut
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Promises tied up as whispers I have sent
Like doves to your door
Eternal invitations
Invocations of the perfect fate
That traverses this lintel
Come!
There is no key
No lock can be fashioned for it
Come!
Simply
Everlastingly
Without cost
Without the weight of expectations
The shape of the stay is not determined
The leaving is without hold
🤖 Made with AI
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I took the first watch
as you flickered hazily
then bright
horizon far
yet gut-punch near
Mirage and memory
to once again appear
Torchlight warm against the glass
Smoke-tongued
to stain my thoughts
even here as I wait
In a thousand defiances of fear and fate
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Glass peals
What strums inside
Will it ever keep calling?
I hold court for the denizens of though
Each maintaining memory and madness
Yet past it all
Beyond light and lore
Is the world I have fashioned for my solace
And to whom I will
I gesture in strange and still soliloquy
The way to the stark
Encounter
Aesthetic greatness lies not in the individual, but in the shared condition of our humanity, in all its frailties and triumphs
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I LOVE IT! 👀
Ancient Roman music is the most unsettling shit I’ve ever heard in my life
Readers added context they thought people might want to know
The music is not from a surviving score. It is new music based on guesswork.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synaulia
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"The melancholy no longer drowns me"
When the pain has moved byond the glass and you can observe the sadness seperated from yourself, like a rainstorm against a window
The recording of Chopin's "Prelude Op. 28, No. 15" ("Raindrop" Prelude) by the legendary pianist Friedrich Gulda is widely regarded as one of the most uniquely distinctive interpretations in the classical music world.
Instead of turning the piece into an overstated tragedy or exaggerating its melancholy into bathos, Gulda maintains a subtle, nostalgic sense of melancholy. His playing is introspective, deeply reflective, and exploratory.
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There is something about virtuosity which repels me. Where there is a focus on the performer, the skill, talent, originality or grandiosity of the execution in stead of letting the art or music speak for itself as an instance of deep and stirring consequence, something which quickens the soul, which drives the senses to a undeniable encounter with beauty and greatness that far exceeds any single performance or reception.
As this post seems to be rather unclear (judging from responses) it is not about the composer or the score, but about the performance of music. Whether I prefer to focus on the person performing or the music they are actually producing. I prefer to immerse myself in the sound, not the mechanisms that produce it.
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We mark history with what we leave behind
Prompttopress.com Waiting on boxes for Vol. 1 "The X Artists" then the buttons go live for ordering. Not sure if we will even sell one of them but for the people who get one it will be a part of history. I have spun up many...MANY bots to scrub the internet for books like it and there are none! I am anxious to get it out there and for the remaining 98 copies to be in peoples hands. Not because i will make money (because i will certainly lose money ) but because it will be a permanent example of what we are all doing with AI art right now. A mark in art history... on paper. In a hard bound Smyth sewn book. 20 artists...I call them artists...who took the bet and sent me pics of what they are doing..they took a bet and now their art will out last them. @prompttopress
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