JAMES M. EMMERLING

James M. Emmerling

James M. Emmerling
Birthday
June 24
Title
Immemorial enjoyment is the most solid of all titles. Tindal, C.J., In the Matter of the Serjeants-at-Law (1840)
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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. Thomas Carlyle

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A few yrs ago Jihadi Johnny ''woke up,fell outta bed/dragged a comb across his head, found (his ) way downstairs/and drank a cup /and looking up ... noticed  (he)was late
Found (his)  coat and grabbed (his) hat
Made the bus in seconds flat," to the airport t
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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 »

FEBRUARY 26, 2015 1:25PM

Discoursing With My Brother

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 »

FEBRUARY 24, 2015 1:20PM

Bipolar in Winter

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 »

FEBRUARY 17, 2015 9:55PM

Hairraisingly Simple

 

 Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle in your boots and shoes

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, you got nothing to lose
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a swarm of bees
Wiggle on your hands and knees

Wiggle to the front, wiggle to the rear
Wiggle ’til you wiggle right out of here
 

Bob Dylan, 'Wiggle Wiggle WiRead full post »
FEBRUARY 15, 2015 3:18PM

You Are Free

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 »

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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 »

FEBRUARY 3, 2015 5:13PM

Hall of Mirrors

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 »

JANUARY 27, 2015 12:37PM

Joshua's Story Part One

 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 »

JANUARY 25, 2015 10:19AM

Ashes Now

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 »

JANUARY 24, 2015 2:22PM

I Had a (Series of) Dreams

 

 

 

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 sc
ientific

 I thoug
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Scarlet Town in the month of May
Sweet William Holme on his deathbed lay
Mistress Mary by the side of the bed
Kissin' his face, heapin' prayers on his head
So brave and true, so gentle is he
I'll weep for him as he'd weep for me
Little Boy Blue come your blow horn
In Scarlet

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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'

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As we enter the 2014 ChristmRead 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 »

DECEMBER 9, 2014 4:38PM

Random Reflections on Torture

 

“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

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DECEMBER 6, 2014 3:41PM

Now What?

 

OR, ' A MISHMASH OF IMPRESSIONS BY A VERY FORTUNATE MAN ON HIS NEW LIFE' 

 

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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 »

NOVEMBER 26, 2014 5:43PM

Feast Day

 Having successfully allowed myself to be shamelessly seduced by the adorable and romantically voracious (more on that later)Margaret Feike,

 

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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 »

NOVEMBER 4, 2014 8:35PM

Out of State

 

 Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy

I followed you beneath the stars,

hounded by your memory
And all your ragin’ glory

I been double-crossed now for the very last time and now I’m finally free
I kissed goodbye the howling beast

on the borderline which sRead full post »

 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 theRead full post »

PART 7 OF A COLLABORATION WITH JMAC. 

for part 6, see http://open.salon.com/blog/jmac1949/2014/10/14/6_out_of_sequence

 

 

 

Drink these and you’ll feel much better.”

Lolita wrinkled her pretty nose, “What is it?”

Burroughs smiled, “It isRead full post »

OCTOBER 10, 2014 9:56PM

FOR TR IG: 'The Halloween Eyeball'

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 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 »

OCTOBER 9, 2014 5:24PM

Tumescent in Golgonooza

 This is Part Four of a collaboration with Jmac

 

For PART THREE, see http://open.salon.com/blog/jmac1949/2014/10/07/bullshit

or http://oursalon.ning.com/profiles/blogs/bullshit




Emmerling finally gathered his wits and asked, “How sir, may I ask, did you manage this incredRead full post »

For Part One of this unfolding collaboration with Jmac, see

 

http://open.salon.com/blog/jmac1949/2014/10/03/surprise_surprise_su...

or

http://oursalon.ning.com/profiles/blogs/surprise-surprise-surprise

 

 

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He could fly.  Apparently he’d come back as a mutant water beetle

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OCTOBER 3, 2014 4:47PM

Goodbye & Kiss Off

Home is the place where, when you have to go there,

They have to take you in.

 

 I came to the realization a few nights ago that I am in the process of saying goodbye to the town where I was born & thought I'd live in til IRead full post »