Archive for the ‘Long Beach’ Category

1975-03-18

Tuesday, March 18th, 1975
               Age walks on us
                 burned out dreams, we.
               The makeup's thicker
                 and the novelty's grow worn.
               New thrills come born of desperation
                 and we call this sophistication.

               But neither youth nor this 'sophistication'
                 are any answer.
               And so, I go on to where
                 they both cannot follow;
               by ever avoiding forms
                 and falling into no patterns that I can see,
               by ever leaving what I know behind
                 for that which is both less
                    and more.

                                    gallagher
                                    18 mar 75

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1975-03-20 Summa – 20 March 1975

Thursday, March 20th, 1975
                          Summa - 20 March 1975

      Getting a pattern of what I've been being:
        I've been finding my value in what I've seen
           as my spiritual development.

        Any conversation turns to it quickly with new people.
      I thought it was because it was interesting to me,
        but its for the ego trip of showing off my best!

      I think I'm back to intellectualizing as much now as four years ago
        when I first began to grow with Huxley and Nan and Norm Self.

      In encounter groups I'm honest without being emotionally open,
        with Wendy I'm deep but without showing myself,
        with Dennis Estabrook, I was straining to compare knowledge.

      It seems as long as I'm able to shape other's impressions of me,
        I do, and then I believe what they believe of me.

      But it's wearing thin; this pattern,
        thin enough that Dennis E. saw it
           and I saw it, myself, with Wendy.

      I'm tempted to decide what to do, here,
        but I think it would be better if I didn't.
      But rather just watch the pattern to avoid it
        and so, find my way by elimination.

                                       gallagher
                                       20 mar 75
                                       csulb

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1975-03-26

Wednesday, March 26th, 1975
         The experience of the experience vanishes
         when that stretched diffuse form of the ego
         which becomes the other's vibes
         is infinitely stretched.

         Until, at last, its very diffuseness
         prevents suggestibility
         through the lack of that
         which would be suggested to.

         Until, at last, its very lack
         prevents domination.

         Until, at last, every nuance
         is all the story and every story is all the one.

         And here where thoughts need no time
         to register their values
         on the scale of domination or assimilation
         the experience of the experience, vanishes.

                                 gallagher
                                 26 mar 75

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —