JAMES M. EMMERLING
- June 24
- Immemorial enjoyment is the most solid of all titles. Tindal, C.J., In the Matter of the Serjeants-at-Law (1840)
- There is no heroic poem in the world but is at bottom a biography, the life of a man; also it may be said, there is no life of a man, faithfully recorded, but is a heroic poem of its sort, rhymed or unrhymed.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Heaven and Hell Pt 14:A Safe
Harbor for Debauchery
February 28, 2015 02:25PM
- Discoursing With My Brother
February 26, 2015 01:25PM
- Bipolar in Winter
February 24, 2015 01:20PM
- Hairraisingly Simple
February 17, 2015 09:55PM
- You Are Free
February 15, 2015 03:18PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
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- “His mother was a
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scouts to sell the (soon to
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- “You read it right: CT is
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THE STORY SO FAR: Jmac tries to kill himself, and maybe he does and maybe he doesn’t (this could all be a dream near death he is having). Either way , he ends up in a place he believes, and is subsequently led to believe by the characters he meets therein,… Read full post »
I figured out Spotify awhile back, and am slowly building up an arsenal of music-for-every mood. I have alot of moods, being bipolar---at least twice as many moods as YOU, reader, if you fall within the statistical 'normal' range of scientifically defined 'moodiness', which is never as moody as… Read full post »
My bipolar depression virus comes to life in the winter,and my foolhardy manic creative virus goes to sleep, or is frozen to death in my cold cold blood. It is fucking 8 degrees! Margaret and I talk incessantly about wind chill factors. They factor into our daily ideologies to a large/… Read full post »
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle in your boots and shoes
My tablet playing some old Bob Dylan song in another version than the one I had listened to 10,000 times, flashed an ad in my face, "Isis Bombing! Holiday Tragedy!" I wondered for a moment what holiday they were going on about; Valentine's Day? Mine went very well, so I figured… Read full post »
In another lifetime, in my suburb back east, as I was descending the social ladder rung by bummepty rung til I hit the ground soundly, and promptly sat down on the ground and refused to get up, I had the good fortune to know Edgar, a timetravelling bipolar person… Read full post »
Margaret left for work in her loaner car, a reliable little honda civic. She got it from the garage where the van is being fitted with a new engine. The old engine went kaput. Seems the timing belt was damaged from a rupture in the 'water pump' , and the belt… Read full post »
The world's most au courant philosopher, the unflashy and publicity-shunning Z , got a hold of me yesterday. I have been avoiding his calls. Just like I have been avoiding thinking of women archetypally, and focusing my attention on just one woman, Margaret Feike, a fellow writer on O.S. and a… Read full post »
Joshua came to live with Barbara around Thanksgiving last year, 2014. It seemed like a long long time ago, another era in the history of mankind. It really was, Joshua reflected. Because that is when his heart became (mostly, except for minor disturbances) contented and he could concentrate on… Read full post »
Watching you sleep, rehearsing in my mind my responses to what i imagine are the things you will say when you wake, good bad and indifferent things, sharp things, dull things...things...
I remember how much I loved you yesterday...breathlessly, you could say, accurately,
for it took my breath litera… Read full post »
I was thinking of a series of dreams
Where nothing comes up to the top
Everything stays down where it’s wounded
And comes to a permanent stop
Wasn’t thinking of anything specific
Like in a dream, when someone wakes up and screams
Nothing too very scientific
I thoug… Read full post »
Sweet William Holme on his deathbed lay
Mistress Mary by the side of the bed
Kissin' his face, heapin' prayers on his head
I'll weep for him as he'd weep for me
Little Boy Blue come your blow horn
… Read full post »
Language is incomplete and fragmentary and merely
registers a stage in the average advance
beyond ape mentality.
But all men enjoy flashes of insight
beyond meanings already stablilized in etymology and grammar.
ALFRED NORTH WHITEHEAD, 'ADVENTURES IN IDEAS'
As we enter the 2014 Christm… Read full post »
It was easy to take over this family, the one i live with, because they loved to love loveable people, and i luckily was feeling loveable (for once in my life, ha!)so it fell into a Chain Reaction of love, a nuclear rearrangement in , well, the Nuclear Family, or the… Read full post »
“There is a distinct difference between "suspense" and "surprise," and yet many pictures continually confuse the two. I'll explain what I mean.
We are now having a very innocent little chat. Let's suppose that there is a bomb underneath this table between us. Nothing happens, and
OR, ' A MISHMASH OF IMPRESSIONS BY A VERY FORTUNATE MAN ON HIS NEW LIFE'
Margaret is at work today, so I got some time to myself to think. I have a place to think, I made sure of that: an office in the garage, my computer on… Read full post »
Having successfully allowed myself to be shamelessly seduced by the adorable and romantically voracious (more on that later)Margaret Feike,
out of my life of desperately lonely quietude & despair of dying alone someday, and into the viper's pit of her dysfunctional fami… Read full post »
Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy
Part 9 of Jmac and my collaborative effort. The penultimate installment.
Ginsberg chuckled, “So did you enjoy your ménage à trois?”
JMac was about to say, 'I think so,' when Emmerling staggered up and collapsed next to the naked women on the… Read full post »
I miss my mother most this time of year, for she died on Halloween eve ten years ago volunteering at the 'Vision Center' Eye clinic, educating lower income people on proper eye care, and giving out samples of an amazing lubricant eye drop product that was subse… Read full post »
This is Part Four of a collaboration with Jmac
For PART THREE, see http://open.salon.com/blog/jmac1949/2014/10/07/bullshit
Emmerling finally gathered his wits and asked, “How sir, may I ask, did you manage this incred… Read full post »
Home is the place where, when you have to go there,They have to take you in.
I actually got a full eight hours' sleep today, not due to my 'muse' being any less talkative last night, but because I slept til the crack of noon.
My muse babbles. She used to apologize profusely for this, but I assured her I absolutely love her blathering, and I do. I… Read full post »
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