Monday, January 30, 2006

Death on a Pale Horse



Continuation of yesterday's jaunty theme. By William Blake. Picturing doom is the style of the morning, after unfortunate mishaps and eruptions of the night. It is not baleful, it is dynamic, as the possibilities for transformation exist. My advice to you: stop eating the meats at a certain point. They do you no good. The alarm bell of beeps is sounding in my inner ear. The ground is coming up from underneath. Consider that I am trying to smile.

64 comments:

Girl in a Sling said...

Good luck.

Neck of Justice said...

Whilst Hummus may do the same, and the shellfish are quagmirious, yes it is true that the meats do the most violent eruptions cause. Smile through it all, greeet the morning with three e's, and click the clacker off the inner bell.

JV said...

As does Curry popcorn.

pd said...

MM: Did it work? Was I in your dream serving Philly Cheesesteaks last night and saying: "Say wot, wot"? Is that why you are cutting back on the meat?

Corny said...

I want to cuts back the meat too. Does that have to include human flesh?

Corny said...

Man I love that Billy Blake. seeign this image first thing in the AM is helpful for setting the days tone. MM your top drawer.

postmoderndebunker said...

Your top drawer is mine, MM.

sloth said...

MM, thank you for the beautiful Blake!!! Every inch of it is stunning... love the sky-feathers.

You're so right about meats - best to stick to the traditional sloth-diet of leaves and the occasional grub. However there is sometimes an irresistable urge to tear into something's flesh.

Mountain Man said...

Meats do not include human flesh, Corny, Sloth, you are still free to cannibalize. Watch your intake of the succulent stuff from under the arm, though. It's rough on the way out.

PD, you got my top drawer. You got it.

Today I gotst the shakes like an epileptic. Why? Meats? Oddity in the tum? A small troll inside? Bad dreams? PD I did not see you in my dreams. A cheesesteak would have been welcome.

fleshpot said...

come hither, smash your good night's sleep on my fleshy rocks!

sloth said...

have you had caffeine, MM? Enough? Too much?

Mountain Man said...

I have had a single cup, neither too much nor not enough. Curious.

sloth said...

your pringles must be shuffled... perhaps a nap?

Cranky T. Critic said...

William Blake spawned a thousand Frank Frazettas.

fairy butler said...

is it because of the wizards mm? the wizards that cometh? it is today, yes?

i am gnawing on a blooding goat stump this morn. i am wearing a trash bag. facilities has sent an email complaining about the smell in my cube. WHATEVER.

fairy butler said...

so i want to crap my drawers, so what? that's why i've got on the garbage bag. Christ. why can't they leave me alone?

sloth said...

noodles!

Mountain Man said...

Yes FB. Tis the wizard that shakes me. I will not give in. I will still myself.

sloth said...

("noodles" is now my code word for "lol")

sloth said...

MM, sushi cast her calm spell; all will be fine.

fairy butler said...

MM! You will shine like a flower in the sun. a diamond on jupiter you are. I am 100% convinced this visit will bring goodness. Please report back! I am sending the force. i will withhold my pooping in anticipation of your wizard dance. starting now.

Frank Frazetta said...

More hot wizard action!

fairy butler said...

sloth, the noodle imagery is constantly in front of my eyes. the noodles are like campbell's noodles. the nose is spider-veined and bulbous with oily boils.

fairy butler said...

(not your lovely sloth nose, of course.)

Mountain Man said...

Delicious Fairy. And very calming. Thank you for the vein encrusted nasal imagery. We are one in the nose of the lord.

hammy said...

Hi MM, everybody!
Beautiful image. no shaking from wizards.
Your relics shine and are singular. may they be protected from the dark forces.
Space shield activated.

postmoderndebunker said...

Noodles to all. I like your lol exchange sloth. Much better.

MM! You are fine and will shine! I smoosh you with the lucks!

sloth said...

PD, I am finding that if you chew raw pasta dough instead of the soup you can make your own spaghetti... I wish Julia Child was alive to try this one. She would be up for it.

fairy butler said...

sloth, are you making the spaghetti for yourself to enjoy in your own mouth or is there a semi-regurgitation process? do you chew it into the spaghettis and spit back out onto the place, THEN cover with sauce and bile juices, heat and serve? i am just wondering? What kind of pasta does expulsion through the nasal cavities make? not those tiny ear shaped pastas. maybe booger pasta? with cream sauce?

sushi Blameful said...

Mountain, direct speak and open, no sun unless. With precisely request must truthful answer. Blameless honesty and all luck is yours. You shine inside, now look they must.

Anonymous said...

Sushi, you sound like Yoda.

cab driver said...

Anonymous, you sound like a dick, Sushi should blame you.

chimney86 said...

Dearest Mountain Man,
may all the good luck and cheer of the world smother you with coal-blackened kisses. You are magnificent!

Chimney Sweep said...

I'm not sure who that chimney86 chap is but I was going to wish you the same Mountain Man. A sooty good luck kiss is on the wind and headed for you.

Mountain Man said...

Thanks and ether kisses back to you. The air is stale in my shack just now, the visitation imminent. Chicken Liver is in the forefront of my mind. I am gagging it up for fun.

Pestilence Attack said...

i lost my words...i am a suck.

Putty said...

Hi fellow nuggets. Did you know or did you not know that it's time to die? I have to finish my homework first. I am a buddy of everything.

The Capt'n said...

ginger ale and crakers, MM, to simmer it down. Ultimately, parasite purge? The alien wants OUT. Blake trips me out. I admit I don't quite get him.

Mountain Man said...

It's hard to explain why I think Blake is so great. Awkward, visionary, intense, muscular, symbolic, big ideas, strange format, kind of wrong - all of my favorite things in one. I am working on a little powerpoint presentation for my drawing class right now. My brain should be in better shape. Maybe untangle some of the knots first, stretch them out. Then I will be able to speak properly.

sushi Blameful said...

Mountain, much sun in Shibari. Many luck of self exist inside this format. Constrict, exhale with mind, clear. Knots bring wish.

The Capt'n said...

Hmmm, makes a lot of sense, the way you put it. I'll take another look with fresh, reinspired eyes.

Dirk said...

Well Sushi I never. I didn't realize you were into that type of thing. I thought you more celestial, less body-oriented. Huh.

Mountain Man said...

It's so weird, my knees smell like soup.

sushi Blameful said...

Dirk most tangle brings clear. Many knots need tying. Stars inside; the body is sun.

Mountain Man said...

Stars inside. I believe you are right Sushi. Knots on the inside too. Limbs are also for tangling, as are guts. Brains. Digits. Hair. Whatever. Tangle it all up and make a mash, serve it lukewarm under healing fluorescent light, the healing drop ceiling. Office type situation. There is a banter between inside and out, a freshness, a clefting, a twaining, see?

Anonymous said...

I also love Blake, he is curious. MM, why do you call yourself MM?

Helpful said...

Because he is yummy.

Also, Blake = energy at the joints, always in motion = good.

martin said...

Blake was an excellent hater. Have you read his comments on Reynolds, Gainsborough, Rosa, and Rubens?

Mountain Man said...

Martin, I have and I love them. They are in the Grove book, correct? I think Blake is a total genius.

Mountain Man said...

There is something so fabulous about reading about someone's inner aversions and passionate hatreds. Especially him. He is so emotional. Love.

Corny said...

MM, Good luck to you with the wizards, you are an orb of light, brilliant like the sun and will blind them with beauty and impress them with your skilz. A wise old wizard once told me to be as rude as possible when meeting other wizards, they like that sort of gamesmanship. Depressing or liberating? Hearts MM

Mountain Man said...

Dear Corny, thanks for your kind wishes and thoughts. Unfortunately it is not in MM's nature to be rude in this way that you mention. MM likes to be friendly, as much as he likes to punch you in the kidney. It's complicated, see? But this is good advice you are sharing. Next time I will use it more forcefully. Love and hate are in the air, both at the same time, and it is a powerful steamy soup of flailing behavior.

hammy said...

Oh no. The suits are ganging up. they need attention and want me to sit closer to their stink. I am retching.

Octagonal said...

That horse of Blake's is making me wild with desire. It's torque is insane. I love it.

Fragmented Head said...

Ghost horse is kind to me in my waning years, I can never repay him.

orange-handled scissors said...

I am cutting, cutting, cutting.

postmoderndebunker said...

G'morning sunshine! I am wishing you a day full of smoked meats and nitrates!!

cholesterol said...

Niman ranch bacon and Dine's pork sausage to you.

krixfort said...

tried to add a comment to your blog earlier but the internets ate it. Trying again. This is only a test.

zipthwung said...

http://www.harwich.edu/depts/history/besciak/napoleon.jpg

rip torn said...

i am croning my bush whore and crowning my bile talk. Sickness and lies are my the only way to fist fuck.

Cat Slapper said...

Rip, I love you. We should hang out. I want to bushwhack bad, and I am sure my deficit will cut his loans in half.

master of misguided said...

bush is wacked and his brain has a much bigger deficit than this country.

slap catter said...

word, yo.