The Secret of the Cicadas Song

A Peyote Trip in Prose and Poetry

Paperback: HiT MoteL Press, December 28 1998, 1st Edtion
Ebook: HiT MoteL Press, 2010, 2nd Edition.
143 pages. Paperback ISBN  9780965584210

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Summary

The Secret of the Cicadas Song is an expanded chapter from the novel Cultivating the Texas Twister Hybrid. As such it becomes volume 2 in what is called The Little House on the Prairie trilogy. In this epic poem, a man who is both a physicist and a poet is walking in the landscape as we hear the an extended internal monolog of his observations.
The time of this expanded section of the novel about working a marijuana farm is the time of a peyote trip on one hot Texas summer day.

We follow the narrator’s dissolution through stages of wonder and awe at the soundscape as he marvels on the brain’s ability to localize sound in 3D and seeks to partition the phenomenal world into language. He sees energy exchanges among niches in a kind of communication. He starts to ask and answer deeper and deeper questions about our being here. He sees the elements of life as solutions to the green bank function, a formula for estimating the likelihood of intelligent life in the universe.

The narrative reconstructs a peyote trip in prose and poetry. And induces through semantics, semiotics, logic, fractals, chaos theory, sound, haiku, logic, symbols, archetypes etc and other literary devices a phenomenal drug experience. We are present while the consciousness of the poem constructs various notation systems as the words in his language become objects. Click here for a little explanation on the covers of the book.

Although most of the book is written in English language, some of the book is in a kind of syntactic repetition curved into a movement, some of it draws movement in punctuation, it can be read aloud. Some is mathematical symbols which can be spoken, and should be read aloud as a kind of incantation of the abstract vision they invoke.
These poems are intense, serious, hilarious, beautiful. The “math language” is intended to appeal to the transcendent being inside every human
There is an album of soundscapes and readings from this book. Click here to listen to it.

Table of Contents

Part 1 Hyperspectral / The Dirac Satori
Hyperspectral / the Dirac Satori 1
begining (chirping vs ululating) 8
dead philosopher 8
Onset of Satori 10
Mondrian 15
Stockhausen 18
fretwork 20
The Secret of the Cicadas' Song 22
eXplosion, transcendental 26
a potential entelechy 30
the semiotics of symbiosis 34
Think of Something Big Nature at Play 38
surrealism blows away boundaries 39
peyoteros must change the names of things 41
The name of the wind 43
What would René say 46
The Tree of Life 56
Peyote Sings 68

Part 2 Gaia and the Green Bank
I seem to be a fractal in the Green Bank 78
relativity 79
leaf feather 91
Green Bank parade 92
Green Bank as recursive, acausal, semi-permeable membrane 93
a bit of a bummer 95
she, Gaia, when 102
Oxygen 10
the floating brain, 106
Mushrooms 107
The DNA computer 109
where does language begin / the real name of water 113
Green Bank formula 121
Green Bank Definition 125
the heart is a strange attractor 126
The Background Hiss of Summer 130

Writing Notes forThe Secret of the Cicadas Song from the Author

I majored in physics in college, and my favorite was thermodynamics which did a good job of presenting reality as a macrosphere floating over a microsphere governed by the rules ot probability formulated into Statistical Mechanics. It was about the motions of all kinds of fluids, the watercourse way —in the abstract: vectors in a field.
I graduated from UT Austin in 1972 and started drifting around the country on the downward path to becoming a writer which had been my plan since 3rd grade. Returning from Berkeley to Austin, I got an opportunity to rent a farm and decided to get rich growing marijuana on it. Because it was isolated and remote (or so we thought) one felt it was safe to do psychedelics, in particular peyote and mescaline. I got the idea of trying to invoke again in poetry the memories and feelings and insights I saw under the influence of the divine plant during the experience of walking around in the Texas summer heat after eating peyote. The poem would take about the same time to experience as a long peyote trip. It was like writing about psychedelic time expansion while undergoing psychedelic time expansion.
It has two sections Part 1 Hyperspectral / The Dirac Satori. In the emergence of chaos from the random white noise I saw a kind of Dirac operator projecting a kind of order out of sheer undifferentiated possibility. I saw the fractal percolation of ecology as a kind of world mind sending out its self similar organization into tree like accretion in slow time.

As a physics student I had spent a lot of time studying math, though I wasn’t really that good at it, I learned it like one might learn a foreign language. It was a non-indo european language in which one combined symbols and operators that allowed one to perceive what happened to objects in space and time, but more underneath the behavior changing in space and time. Differential equations which describe all behavior of change unfolding in time, was a kind of western enlightenment, once you spent a bunch of time working at it.

In the first image below<link>, starting with “Along with my fiery guid dog Blake” you see I am working with three elements: the rising and falling sinusoidal of the ei the cicada chorus, this leads to a spiral out there. The ei is the exponential function, with the imaginary number “i”, making a rising and falling envelope. There is a kind of notation developing, words as objects. The phrase “rock drill” is an allusion to Pound, suggesting a technician of the sacred getting down to work on a hard subject. The green wind is an allusion to Lorca, leading to the crickets. Also “green ideas sleep furiously” deep; grammar. Also the green pallor of the face sets in, as blood is draw away, queasiness of existential nausea is starting, if you throw up now it will be green.

After a couple of poems, one in which the narrator imagines himself dying from snake bite and another in which he imagines himself being looked at from the compound eye of an insect, we come to this passage in which he tunes into the crickets communicating with each other. These passages are stanzas or choruses of the poem. This one with the gesture down <link grasshopper leaped> is like a haiku ukiyo-e paintings of words. A much deeper sense of existence is settling in. The poem talks about a kind of resolve settling in, you are on the trip now, got to go with it. Besides Dirac, Rene Thom, as well as soon Prigogene are imprinting themselves on the poem.

The eyes looking in poem notation of the words mimic the movement of the eye. an actualist at work.

One generative hypothesis of the poem is: What would happen if Ezra Pound and Charles Dodson collaborated about being influenced by Basho and Dirac.
After a stanza titled Stockhausen in which the pastoral symphony is compared to this chaos of white noise rising and falling, (he appreciates how the composer has taught him to tune into moments) we come to a stanza called fretwork. <link fretwork>
further dissolution occurs. He attempts to sing along. he is running through the tall grasses and feels like he is being strained through a grating. I am light being broken up into colors.

In the stanza below "peyoteros must change the names of things" in which the poet tries to learn the real names of things. It gives the story of our sun and planet earth. as a couple a father and mother. daughters a history of a the world with spritis coursing through it. water fire wind
and their mathematical names. We start to see the real name of the water fires has an integral and the exponential function to an imaginary exponent, based on and radius of accretion

The language in The Secret of the Cicadas Song becomes more than simple words and syntax. The poem blows syntax out into spatial traces, the words become objects, the meanings speak to a trans-culture literacy. I am trying to always bridge the supposed gap between art and science. Language becomes how ideas circulating around in the noosphere take up station in the consideration of minds prepared to receive them. Natured is imagined through the symbols, signs and operations of the space time language and seen to be communicating at all levels with aspects of itself.
All this makes for some bravely original and compelling poetry.
I am an Actualist poet; I comes from a group of Actualist poets who were great. In that aesthetic words are objects; in the dictum of WCW, and in this poem the words follow trajectories and collide and become a kind of musical notation for performance. They did bold work in the age of mimeographs.
The Secret of the Cicadas Song, is a celebration of how order emerges from entropy and how the beings know this. Hopefully I will be showing us boldly the beautiful things poetry can do when it is pushed by the trope of psychedelics beyond rational and the filters of ego to demonstrate the great psyche at work in the evolution of life into higher being.

 

Images from within the book

My dog named is named Blake. He is a red and yellow and white border collie of fabulous awareness and loyalty.

You see I am working with three elements: the rising and falling sinusoidal of the ei the cicada chorus, this has the ability in its phase shifting to shimmer up a feeling or rarefaction and compactification in the space. This seems to lead somewhere leads to the vortex or a spiral out there. And three, the greeness, the verdure of the velt. The ei is the exponential function, with the imaginary number “i”, making a rising and falling envelope.

There is a kind of notation developing, words as objects. The phrase “rock drill” is an allusion to Pound, suggesting a technician of the sacred getting down to work on a hard subject. The green wind is an allusion to Lorca, leading to the crickets. Also “green ideas sleep furiously”— deep grammar. Also the green pallor of the face sets in, as blood is draw away, queasiness of existential nausea is starting, If you throw up now it will be green.

The weatherman says the fronts moving will relinquish the pressure gradient, and the wind will die down. Most people have an intuitive knowledge of fields as areas which can be deformed or shifted and thus the vector fluid within the field will shift. Here the poem dives in in into the gestural haiku ukio-e moving "deep" as the observer is using3D localizing hearing and sense of pressure to sense the ancient language of crickets reflecting the shifting temperature gradient.

After a stanze of the poem about Stockhausen and his notation for Moments, the observer in the fields is feeling his own slelf partitioned out as he tries to put soem kind of temporal grammer like music and spatial arrangements of being communicating.. We have th vortex, and the grating flowing through the stick figure man. Outstanding in his field, and urnning.

The figure is titled The Monstrance of Forking Paths in a Separable Space. It shows a Rubic cube separated into the corner cube and the center cube. Above shows a teselated tesseract with a point missing so that one can escape it and be not contained by it.

The figure is titled The Monstrance of Forking Paths in a Separable Space. It shows a Rubic cube separated into the corner cube and the center cube. Above shows a teselated tesseract with a point missing so that one can escape it and be not contained by it.

The figure is shows the image of Oxygen as a kind of monstrance or boquet offered by flowers, which it is.

The image shows water eing through of as a concatenation of mathematical symbosl bespeaking actions that end up being the many things water does for us here. It shows water as a solution of the Green Bank Formula a function describing the emergence of life.

The stanza is about the manifold. The Green Bank function describes a manifold.

Photograph of Michael Lyons around the time from a drivers's license.