Grendel’s Laundry List: I don’t share them with them


Karl Krauss by Oskar Kokoschka, 1901

I hear noises which others don’t hear and which disturb for me the music of the spheres, which others don’t hear either.Many share my views with me. But I don’t share them with them.

The tyranny of necessity grants its slaves three kinds of freedom: opinion free from intellect, entertainment free from art, and orgies free from love.

Sentimental irony is a dog that bays at the moon while pissing on graves.

An aphorism can never be the whole truth; it is either a half-truth or a truth-and-a-half.

The closer the look one takes at a word, the greater the distance from which it looks back.

One of the most widespread diseases is diagnosis.

In one ear and out the other: this would still make the head a transit station. What I hear has to go out the same ear.

I have often been asked to be fair and view a matter from all sides. I did so, hoping something might improve if I viewed all sides of it. But the result was the same. So I went back to viewing things only from one side, which saves me a lot of work and disappointment. For it is comforting to regard something as bad and be able use one’s prejudice as an excuse.

There is no more unfortunate creature under the sun than a fetishist who yearns for a woman’s shoe and has to settle for the whole woman.

The esthete stands in the same relation to beauty as the pornographer stands to love, and the politician stands to life.

The superman is a premature ideal, one that presupposes a man.

When someone has behaved like an animal, he says: “I’m only human!” But when he is treated like an animal, he says: “I’m human, too!”

There is no doubt that a dog is loyal. But does that mean we should emulate him? After all, he is loyal to people, not to other dogs.

The devil is an optimist if he thinks he can make people meaner.

Karl Kraus (1874-1936) was an Austrian writer, journalist, satirist, essayist, aphorist, playwright, and poet.

The risk run by the aphorist is that people will grow restless between aphorisms, because they aren’t getting enough of what it says on the label.

Clive James


Museum of Joy: Have a Belt


Grendel’s Laundry List: Mis-unda-stend each udda

We very often express in a categorical form a judgment of which we do not feel assured, we even lay stress on its absolute validity. We want to see what opposition it will arouse, and this can be achieved only by stating our assumption not as a tentative suggestion, which no one will consider, but as an irrefutable, all-important truth. The greater the value of the assumption has for us, the more carefully do we conceal any suggestion of its improbability.

Lev Shestov, All Things are Possible

Faith isn’t believing something even if you suspect it might be untrue. It’s doing something even if you suspect it might be pointless.

Darryl Cooper

Philosophers can often be classified in terms of their favorite parts of speech: there are those who believe that nouns designate the only reliable aspects of being; others, of a contrary view, who see those nouns as simply unkempt nests of qualities; and all are familiar with the Heraclitean people who embrace verbs as if you could make love to water while entirely on land. I have personally always preferred prepositions, particularly of, and especially, among its many meanings, those of possession and being possessed, of belonging and exclusion.

 William Gass Life Sentences

The state of reflection is a state against nature, and the man who meditates a depraved animal.

Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Lenguage is that we may mis-unda-stend each udda.

Krazy Kat


Grendel’s Laundry List is an irregular but continuing series of readings in texts helpful to an understanding of the Atheology and Theodicy of the Seventh Day Atheist Aztec Baptist Church.

Random Photo: Self and Parasite


A photo a day keeps the Doctor in play.

Mrs. Dr. Omed, friend Lizabeth, and I enjoyed jazz and Manhattans (Louisville pour) at Nachbar last night. Selfie taken in mensroom mirror.

Jazz at Nachbar:

Nachbar jazz.jpg

Museum of Joy: Panto Judy


Judy Garland as Pierrot.

Morning Music: Francine Thirteen, Sister Mary and the Air and Capture

 Winter sun,


 of bluebell,


 the hurting grass,



Steal This Meme: Monster Valentine


Monstrum in fronte, monstrum in amino.

>>Appropriated art by Sergey Engel.

Poem, Valentine, Be my

Love and Topology

I crease the square
of origami paper
on the diagonal

halve the diamond
to an abstract silhouette of Mt. Fuji
and trim the triangle

scissors cuts paper

down to a breaking wave,
the half profile
of a valentine.

paper covers rock

I fold and fold again
the half hearted paper.
I snip nicks, cut rough chevrons,

slice snowflake geometries
into the folds
leaving the leading edges uncut.

Butterflied confetti
to the floor.

rock breaks scissors

I unfold the murder, press flat
a whole heart,
a heart full of holes,
a heart cut down to crude lace.

Be my valentine?

Note: I wrote Love and Topology for Mrs. Dr. Omed in February 2004. So far as I can remember, it is the only occasional poem I’ve ever completed in time for the occasion. I duly posted it on the previous incarnation of the Tent Show on Valentine’s Day 2004. Since 13 years ago is equivalent to the early Ordovician Period in Internet time, I feel it’s not too soon to post it again.