2.03.2011

Dadaism and The Felt Presence of God Mind




What does it mean to be a Dadaist?  If you've taken art history in college, chances are you've heard of it.  To most, it is A small blurb of a contemporary art movement that gets not more than a question or two on the final exam. Often truncated as some hair brained anarchistic ideology, What lies beneath the surface of Dadaism, may amaze you.

  So is there a real significance to this movement?  Does it represent some fundamental and universally natural return to chaos?  Or does its' real mystery lie in its interconnected quality. Very few people seem to know about Dadaism, even amongst artists and scholars.  Some know little more than that Dadaism represents a cultural shock display, with a definite attempt to repulse or confound the audience.  There is so much more beneath the surface of Dada.  An entire doctrine of philosophy that shares an affinity with Buddhism.


 Dadaism ties into more archetypal or basic themes in your life, than you might ever have dreamed. 

You may even come to find that you INDEED are a lost Dadaist, just waiting to join the movement.

you MAY NOT.

 Dadaism shares many affinities with Daoism, holistic medicine, and shamanic ritual.  By rejecting the moral values and cultural paradigms, Dadaism is most importantly,  a return to the self.  Dadaism is a rejection of consumerism, materialism , egoism and patriarchal male dominator cultural values, and a return to archaic felt presence and expressionism. 

2.02.2011

Poems of Sex, Slavery, Sedition And Spirituality



"Eyes of Blind Faith"

Believing  is
-SEEING
through the eyes of blind

-FAITH
is just another way of saying your

-SCARED
of being eternally

-ALONE
In a sea of sedentary

-SERVANTS
are slaves to a

-MASTER
Is who we

-LOVE
can be a blinding

-LIGHT
 in our

-EYES
dilating to let in

Darkest, Dirtiest, Secrets: A Story of Awakening



     A growing movement of young inspired dada-ists and activists set out on a mission to take the proverbial disgust of modern consumer culture and magnify it so that all may be made aware.  With words, these brave young patriots and artists will upset the collective conscience of mankind. With Art, these fearless mortals will upset the established order.   With just an idea, these youth will turn the world upside down and shake the arcane and plastic  pestilence from it.

NEWS BULLETIN: Sunday New York Times : November 5th, 2412 

Young men all around the world randomly started committing random acts of untold self mutilation, deprivation, and disorder.  In Bangladesh,  several men were seen dousing themselves in gasoline but then only lighting a small fire in a pit 50 safe feet away.  Men have been arrested for bathing naked on the streets of New York City. 12 Women were seen achieving frustratingly elusive orgasms in the middle of a crowded department store in Hoboken, New Jersey.    Surfers from long beach california were spotted sitting in the middle of a crowded L.A Freeway stroking the air as they go nowhere on their surfboards.  some wind up dead or in jail for disturbing the peace.  These are the Dadaists.  But what is their mission?





The Pattern and the Program

The Pattern and the program,
Of cosmic paradigm.
A vignette made in sand.
A function for all time.

The pattern and the purpose,
inspire truth and passion.
A symbol of transcendence,
enslaved in timely fashion.

The pattern and the promise.
the fractal and its function.
A life of infinite bliss,
A death eternal junction.

© 2011 Timothy John Cody

Eyes of Blind Faith

Believing.... is 
-seeing
through the eyes of blind
-faith
is just another way of saying your
-scared
of being eternally
-alone
In a sea of sedentary
-servants
are slaves to a 
-master
is who we
-love
can be a blinding
-light
in our
-eyes
dilating to let in
-truth
is a double edged
-sword
in the stone of 
-secret
lives never 
-last
to the finish,
___line____


© 2011 Timothy John Cody

Mime

A day without close.
no night, 
no woes.

just simple rules
broken,
undisclosed

A ceaseless rhyme 
no echo 
in time

Just emulation
A mime.

A loveless kiss
No passion,
No bliss.
Just sharing saliva
no passion,
A miss.

A word with no meaning
no thought
no reason
A listless embrace
Dull eyes,
No face...




© 2011 Timothy John Cody

Future, Forever

Everyone has a little trouble sometimes,
Lost in a little large world.

Hold out your hand,
Grab mine.

We can be lost,
Together.

Face the future,
Forever.

As we walk together,
Wherever.

As long as theres,
sunny weather.

As our preconceived notions,
shatter.

And fall from the sky,
Like a Feather.

We are here, 
Lost together.

Facing the future,
Forever.


© 2011 Timothy John Cody