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Poetic musings which feed the soul.
NONSENSE RIDDLES
These nonsense riddles emerge purely from the subconscious mind (the seat of truth), gleefully overriding the rigidity of the conscious mind. As silly as they seem, I believe that they -- like the invented words -- capture hidden, elusive truths which can have a profoundly healing effect. They also act as brain-teasers, challenging the mind to decode the strange and symbolic language. Many of these riddles eventually become "Groowinky's" (zany drawings), and some even become stories. I invite one and all to leave behind the flat, cold, one-dimensional language of our everyday lives and step into the sacred, dream-like, and uplifting world that is housed in these riddles.
Online promoter: "I respect what you do because creativity is scarce these days." I shall absorb these words deeply, allowing them to sink into the depths of my being and displace the words of lesser minds.’”
(2016)
"RATTLED PENCHANT HIVES"
The only Destiny for me is the Destiny that has not been stolen, the Destiny that hinges upon spectacular inner events and rattled penchant-hives.
"I juggled chisty-whoops (the discarded bits of greatness, elegance, beauty, character) at Dawn, and these chisty-whoops burrowed like possums into the underground channels of the human mind."
"CHISTY-WHOOPS"
"BASTION LIQUIDS"
"I slurp bastion-liquids in the un-zoned chambers of heightened creativity, and I knock down the walls of Wall Street with but a finger.”
"I grab my fog pencils as the world descends into a thick and pervasive fog.” (2009)
To Zarloff (the Clever Russian): “Did you fiddle with the shogunate?”
To Zarloff the Clever Russian: “Do you have a torn-mustache album?"
(This one demanded a translation: "Have you torn the mustaches off the hairy-faced destroyers of liberty?")
"PUDDING ELOPEMENT CEREMONIES"
THESE ARE DARK TIMES, SO WE NEED SOME PUDDING ELOPEMENT CEREMONIES.
“TORNADO FROGS”
To Zarloff, the Brilliant Russian: “I didn’t know you rented beds to tornado frogs. They must be disoriented after coming out of the tornado. You’re a hero!”
“BIRD BLANKET”
(Poetic writing based on nonsense word or phrase)
"Why did you buy my aunt a bird blanket?" I screamed to whoever I came across. "My aunt is NOT a bird!" But the bright and bird-like colors of the Bird Blanket hypnotized my aunt into a feathery trance of vibrant greens, yellows, reds, and blues. Soon, inexplicably, she took on decidedly bird-like mannerisms, and made chirping sounds which conveyed more soul-stirring serenity than her own voice – always so tense – ever could. As such, canaries and woodpeckers and sparrows (as well as other birds) started circling around her like chirping halos, as if she had somehow become one of them through a mysterious alchemy known better to birds than to humans. Her beak-like nose, furthermore, seemed perfect for her new identity, and more and more each day woman became bird and bird became woman.
As of that moment, the Bird Blanket was wrapped around my aunt in all contexts, as if it were the drapery of sudden and inexplicable rebirths. Everyone looked upon my aunt as if she were a modern marvel, a queen, a dignitary of otherworldly origins. In a world where people had become starved for exactly such marvels, for proof of the existence of mysterious powers which transcended all reason, this strange transmutation of my aunt took on mythic proportions.
As we are living in an age that is dominated by left-brain thinking and scientific rationalism, these nonsense riddles can help us to tap into a more creative kind of thinking, which can then be applied to the problems of the world.
