22 thoughts on “a rapture of distress: auden’s augury

  1. Sha'Tara Post author

    Well, I don’t see much here, but if you are interested in reading a very articulate post, follow the link above (a rapture of distress: auden’s augury) and you should get there.

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  2. Regis Auffray

    This has so much to “connect” with.

    It would take multiple readings for me to “get it.”

    I do find it fascinatingly engaging.

    Thank you for sharing.

    Regis

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    On Wed, Sep 5, 2018 at 8:25 PM, ~Burning Woman~ wrote:

    > Sha’Tara posted: “via a rapture of distress: auden’s augury Ok WordPress, > here I go again: something new to try out. If this goes, it’s a great > “share” from Christy Rogers…” >

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  3. colettebytes

    An intricate and somewhat allegorical (or is that illusory?) read about how, and to what, do we connect? The words that stood out for me.

    ‘The survival of the poetic/prophetic is the survival of the human mind’s oldest and best connection to the world beyond its self-imposed walls’

    To take up ‘self-imposed walls’… Is it possible that to connect back to our soul, we are actually looking for the set of life rules that we entered life with? What I mean is… Are we looking for that peace-of-mind, set by illusory mind-programming in order to survive the chaos of a violent reality? Or, is that initial programming the key to over ruling and changing our reality to something better?

    It seems that we chase transformatory butterflies, but settle for carrion flies to keep order in our world.

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    1. Sha'Tara Post author

      There is so much in your comment, Colette! Seems we enter the world (Earth in this case) with all remembrances/memories of past lives deleted. We have them, just can’t remember how to access them and the new programming says they don’t exist. We are “told” we are entering a good and nice world, run by good and nice parents, gods, leaders and later, teachers, employers and etc, ad nauseam, until we believe it and until we begin to suspect none of it is true but by then we’ve put up the walls to protect the things we think we need to believe in, to be human, to fit in, to be popular, to be liked, to be loved, to be rich, whatever. From a promise of certainty and peace we reap chaos and spend our life trying to end the chaos and put some certainty back into the picture. Life becomes a series of desperate and pointless moves, we pass through and die and even if we accomplished some degree of notoriety, what is that to us when we breathe our last? Where’s the satisfaction then? The carrion flies are buzzing around more active than ever. Well, wow, if I did depression that could be construed as depressing… 🙂 But that’s not the entire story, is it? Just the part of it “they” want us to read and accept as true.
      “Is it possible that existence is our exile and nothingness our home?” ― Emil M. Cioran, Tears and Saints.

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  4. Carmen

    Tried reading it but that white-on-Black text wall was just too difficult for my eyes. I really wish bloggers would refrain from doing that…. sigh…

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    1. Sha'Tara Post author

      Replying to your comment first, Carmen, I so totally agree with you on that eye-killing background for text. Hint: try highlighting the text while you read, thus reversing the background. Then “follow” and complain directly with the blogger. There was another blog I followed who had a similar background and not only did they get little in terms of responses although the blogged and re-blogged good articles, they are no longer blogging. That should say something, I think.

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      1. Carmen

        I really dislike being a whinge. .. besides, it reminds me that I’m old! 😦

  5. Woebegone but Hopeful

    A great deal to digest and muse over.
    Also a celebration of the flexibility and expansiveness of the human mind at its best.
    Good share Sha’ Tara

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    1. Sha'Tara Post author

      What? Old? I thought “old” was a state of mind, and that’s a state I’m not going to live in for a long time yet… after all, I’m only 71 and if I focus on my partial dyslexia, hey, I’m 17! Lots of dancing and country miles in those legs yet!

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      1. Woebegone but Hopeful

        71? Heck….I’m 67…we’ve only just got into our strides….we an’t done with the world yet.

    2. Sha'Tara Post author

      Thanks Roger. When time is short, what else but find a great post and reblog it… even when WP says, no don’t do it that way anymore, do it this way now and you’re paddling a canoe down an unknown stream in the middle of the night. I just keep telling myself, hey, you can swim!

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  6. stolzyblog

    Interesting thing to read, and also a site worth looking back at from time to time.

    I found it vaguely disturbing, like an itch of some sort, that although the author of the post clearly has natural inclinations towards the wonderful and less literal aspects of life and world, even from youth, she still seems resigned to a judgement she made somewhere along the way that science (and the scientific mindset) has somehow conclusively unmistakably demonstrated that her earliest inclinations were wrong, disproven. (Also, I think some of her descriptions about the origins of poetry and myth and seers is wrong, but c’est moi.)

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    1. Sha'Tara Post author

      Thank you for commenting. You have a finely tuned perceptive mind that runs circles around mine – not that I mind, mind you, it’s good to have that sort of “filter” on my blog. Glad you’re “on board” and willing to point out the holes in the fabric. Thank you again, Robert.

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      1. stolzyblog

        oh, I don’t mean to run circles round you. It is not about you anyway, this comment. It is about the other blog’s entry, I could be wrong, but this gap between her ideals and what she settles for in her beliefs just jumps out to me. It is curious, that’s all. Glad to be onboard the goodship Sha’Tara. 🙂

  7. Phil Huston

    I think it proves, as I discovered, that we may see and fictionalize dreams and “feelings” and connect and yet the collective consciousness is never prepared to be blindsided by the predictable unimaginable. Almost like a case of denial. Science nor philosophy provide answers for that which only experience can teach.

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  8. Sha'Tara Post author

    (Neither) science nor philosophy provide answers for that which only experience can teach. To that I add awareness. We know “things” that aren’t “things” however much our society insists we must live in denial of such “things” as if they were something to outgrow. Modern “science” is particularly guilty of this and responsible to a large extent for the speeding up of this “immanent” collapse of civilization. By refusing to admit its “guilt” in taking mankind on its exponential downhill slide to possible oblivion, science becomes the social enemy, the “Hitler” of the times and many there are who love the uniforms, the glitz, the thrill of new discoveries and the power associated with the monster’s ideology. Instead of being reined in, he is being encouraged and increasingly apotheosized. In its wake we are, in Auden’s words, “…Lost in a haunted wood / Children afraid of the dark / Who have never been happy or good.” Our world can only be a natural world yet despite evidence to the contrary we have attempted to replace the natural with the artificial and our incredible success has blinded us to the eventual outcome of such madness.

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